About
Okay, first I will start out by saying that my name is Elizabeth, or Ella, or Lizzy, or Eli, or any other alternative you can find in my name. Except Bella. I love Twilight, I lurve it. I adore Edward and I mess with Jacob but do not in your entire time of conversing with me ever call me Bella. I am an official Bella Hater and yes there are others like me out there who would just fangirl squeal at the opportunity to string that stupid…Anyway, I am eighteen years old and a senior in High School preparing for college by studying lots and driving little. D: Yeah, I got a freaking truck for Christmas and I find it rather hard to stay away from its smooth leather interior. Moving on, if you ever knew me, like really knew me, you’d know that I am a wacky, cliché hater, avid daydreamer, constant spelunker (yah, I spelled that word on my own, no thanks to you Google) , and seeker or justice, like some sort of superhero I can’t name because I’m cool. Where was I? Oh yeah, I was talking about myself. As for role playing, I role play like cra- nah just kidding, I like role playing, I find it to be an enjoyable pastime when I’m bored and or want to communicate with other people besides my friends. I like it but I am not serious about it as other people are. Why? Because I’m so blasé, when I open my eyes people think I’m flirting silently but I’m actually just tired. Anywhoseit, I can’t call myself a pro role player but I try, I try my bestest. biggrin
If you don’t know what I look like chances are you never will. I can’t help it, the interweb causes me to be paranoid. If you want to see me, come find me loser and if you try to stalk me I’ll shotgun blast your butt and say it was a mistake and that I have loose trigger fingers, caused by a disease called: QuitfollowingmeorIwon’tberesponcibleformyactionsifIseeyou-copia. Next slide. I love to laugh, absolutely. If you manage to make me laugh, like really really laugh (I cry when something is super funny) I will be your best friend for the rest of your life. About my avi, I dress her for fashion purposes only, no more fantasy, I’m getting real because the stuff on this site that I think is cute is just as fake. I listen to music all the time. When I’m out with my mom, hating every moment, I got my headphones on (I know, I know. Headphones are out of style but I use Skullcandy headphones, you know, those really loud ones that’ll make you go deaf if you use them at maximum volume, also, I don’t follow trends. Trends are lame and are for losers who can’t create their own style >: X ) I am very frank and honest with my words. I am not really a mean person I just have equally loose lips or foot-in-mouth syndrome. I’m a Sagittarius, just want people to know so you can Google my sign which will inform you of my personality. There are a hundred or more descriptions out there but one of them is pretty accurate. I like random funny stuff. Show me a funny flash or a hilarious movie quote and I will omgomglmfaotsfh all over your face.
Woot! Ahem, I have something called a conformity complex. I made it up myself (How very much intelligence is I am?) It is when I avoid everything conforming and sensible and converting. I go out of my way to stand out from the crowd, not for show but just to make me feel like I am my own person. : P I read and write constantly but not draw. Not anymore, I lost the ability some years back. My best friend is a homosexual. Just throwing that in here because I love him so much. His name is Cameron and he is my partner in crime/sidekick (same thing)/supporting actor, meaning I use him occasionally as a fake bf just to dissuade the guys. Of course, his boyfriends understand. He’s a tramp so nothing he does surprises anyone. What else can I talk about while I’m ranting? Oh, I like the color green and waffles. And I hate people who are dependent (Like Bella Swan) They make me wanna take a branding iron to their backsides just to get them off their reliant arses. Which leads me to hate clichés. The same thing happens everytime. Guy comes in and saves the girl. God, why can’t something different happen like the girl stands up for herself, making everyone go ‘FINALLY’ or just let the girl get mauled by the mutant forest monster? >) I swear, if clichés were a species of animal, I’d be notorious for placing clichés on the endangered list…..That’s all.
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