I know. I know. 

        
              I'm not perfect. I don't talk too much. I'm shy around strangers. I'm the weirdest person you can see in the crowd. I won't speak to you unless you speak to me first. THAT'S what you would think if you have just meet me and never dared to know me.

              People know me for my brains. People know for Sciences (except Chemistry) People know for my writing. People know me as the doesn't-have-time-for-combing-hair kind of a girl. I can be a weird dork. I can be the class nerd. Matter-of-factly, I think I'm one of them!

               But here's the other side of me:

            I love writing. I love reading. These two are my greatest pleasures in this world. And when I mean, 'greatest pleasures,' I mean the nirvana (for you Buddhists); the heroine (for you drug addicts); or the elixir of life. My OBSESSIONS.

              I' m the loudest and noisiest person when surrounded by my friends. I'm the craziest person you'd ever have known. I cry easily. I bit my nails out of nervousness, confusion or... just out of habit. I enjoy laughing and being stupid in public (with my best friends, of course!). I can be who I want to be with the people that I'm most comfortable with. I can be a biatch. I can also be my father's daughter (the goody two shoes). 

     
           That's me.  I'm just being ME and I'm simply not there yet. But, I'm trying... hard.