I'm that dirty can of spaghetti  in the back of your cupboard that no one wants to eat, but eventually you'll have nothing left but me. You'll be forced to acknowledge my existence and wonder why you haven't thrown me out yet. Then, because I'm all you've got left, you'll eat me and somehow, miraculously you'll choke on one single microscopic noodle. You finally, somehow cough up the small noodle . You're paralyzed with fear from your near death experience. Then, slowly, you turn your head back to the now cold bowl of spaghetti, terrified to eat more. But alas, the temptation is too much! You continue to eat the bowl of spaghetti that is me.

Yeah, I'm sorry that was weird. 

So a summary of me:

I'm a bit formal and polite sometimes around new people but once I get to know you I get more comfortable and I start acting like my usual oddball self.  

I love psychology, animals, and (obviously) reading.
 
And as a forewarning, I'm lame as shit