I love music, and I'm majoring in the education of such. Babies make me happy. I like my carrots crunchy and my men bearded. I talk to myself. I rarely make sense, and I'm an expert at laughing at oneself. I'm bad at painting my nails. I trip over my own feet. I trip over others' feet. I talk to inanimate objects, and sometimes they talk back. In spite of all of these things, I am intelligent and most of the time, I know what I'm doing. Watch out world.
