Me, Me, Me

You know, for someone who writes about my own life so often, I know absolute jack about myself. Making this entire profile left me stumped at the About Me section. You'd reckon that living on this Earth for 21 years would give me a pretty good idea about what I like and who I am. 

I mean, I know I enjoy certain things. But I draw a total blank the moment someone asks me about them. I swear that talking to me isn't like talking to a brick wall. I have a personality, I swear. 

I have a huge problem of only speaking when spoken to, though. My mom mentioned it one time, telling me my aunt said that I "barely spoke". Sometimes I just have nothing to say, I guess. Probably because I just think it instead of actually verbalizing it. My head is always in the clouds. 

Do you listen to music, pace around your room while thinking of fantastical scenarios. Because I do. And I love it and I'll never stop.