I'm me. There's not much to say here. Almost anyone can get along with me. Emphasis on the almost. I get confused REALLY easy. And I'm blonde. One thing I'm afraid of is becoming one of those materialistic cheerleaders. You know, the kind who would die without their eyeliner? People tell me I'm already one of them. But I'm not. And hopefully I'll never become like them.
If you've got a since of humor and know what the word sarcasm means, then you might be worth meeting :P