My room is now organized and the colour of a very excited apple.

I found the intro post I wrote a long time ago, and I figured since this is only my third entry, I can get away with shoving it up here. Et Voila, c'est tout:

I like: music that’s catchy, innuendos, wicked crazy thunderstorms, makeup on boys, smiles on girls, jumping up and down, safety pins, sleeping, photographs, the way Tim Armstrong swears, stripes, contemplation, people from my favourite bands being complete idiots (*cough!RidingInVansWithBoyscough!*), taping things to my wall, being with people who love who I am, straight boys, straight girls, drag queens, gays, lesbians, trannies, pans, and anything else along those lines you can think of.

I am: female, of East Indian decent, short, open-minded, awkward, quietly out-spoken, unsure, alive, very hard to anger, broke, probably pansexual (I think… maybe…), 16, Canadian, reluctant to come out to my parents, Liberal, shy, Erin.

I do not: know much about computers…, judge others, or have the right to, know anyone famous (although Tre Cool pointed at me once and smiled and it was great!), enjoy the screamo scene in my town - too trendy!, like most rap-artists, have enough money to by Vans and Converse and all that crap, want a Mohawk… ok maybe I do just a little, judge, want to be like everyone else, cut myself, hold the contents of my stomach in when I smell rotting food, own an iPod, or live in an igloo.

So um… hi…?