I have never been what you could call a "normal" teenage girl. From a very young age I have been terrorizing helpless bystanders in my sleep, losing keys in plain sight, and flailing through life at top speed. Although I have a calculating side worthy of a Slytherin, (I have been sorted there by the way, and am known as Snape-clone to my closest friends), and I have a meticulous need to be organized in my everyday life (Not in a dorm room as my best friend Remi can tell you (Yes, she's a Remus- clone)). I also have had no use for the "American" language and tend to read in a long loopty-loop of words before completing a sentence. I do have a sadistic side that loves the torment of characters, but my rational side usually keeps my love for angst at a low level of insanity. However, this doesn't stop the torture of my friends... In fact I met my best friend when we were three and I pulled her into a foam pit and preceeded to bite her. I have managed to learn better control through my practice of martial arts and am currently a 1st degree black belt. This pretty much equals little to no time when you throw in viola lessons, and horseback riding lessons. (I have hopes to be a large animal veterinarian someday.)

 All of that up there was written by my blood donor...I mean best friend that I bit, and Remi-clone.

 Basically to sum that entire mess up, I am a psycotic, sadistic, sleepwalking, OCD, grumpy, annoying, Snape-clone that does far too much random crap. And CANNOT spell to save my life. (Even this paragraph was betaed by my beta!)

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