How the hell am I supposed to tell you who and what I am? It's like being in a kaleidoscope and looking out, how do you describe that?!
<*dv_3*> My father tells me I'm half-Klingon<*dv_2*>, which I would have to agree with: very defensive; prickly and suspicious; bionically<*dv_1*> stubborn and suicidally self-conscious. Want to be my friend yet...? (didn't think so)
All the above probably contributed considerably to my becoming "The Funny One", the girl you never remember the name of, the friend of the girl you actually fancy!
<*dv_0*> A Welsh Rosie O'Donnell. |
