And before you go thinking that this is just me living in my own world, you should know that my splendor is sheer fact, scientific, it's empirical--corroborated by too many independent sources to be denied. I am numero uno, and I've come to accept that; it's my burden.
Check this, I'm sure lots of people on these kinds of sites will hem and haw about their supposed positive characteristics, but I am gonna be straight with you. First off, I'm wicked-smart. Valedictorian of a class of around 400, though I would have been valeDIC no matter how large the class was. Hell, I was teaching the teachers half the time. And I've seen a number of people put magna cum laude or other BS, but I was straight 4.0 son, and graduated with honors...not to mention the academic competitions that I dominated.
But I ain't just booksmarts, my sense of humor is dialed in and if you don't think it's funny well then FU. I'm athletic, into the regular sports and the extreme. And despite my arrogance, I will admit that I am only semi-devastatingly handsome.
Some of you probably couldn't help yourselves and have already started to message me, but for those of you with apparent superhuman restraint, here's a little sumptin' sumptin', a little extra extra I'll throw your way, so read all about it. Beyond the books and the brawn, I've been a drummer for 12 years. And I'm not talking about some kind of dabbler in drums who only picks it up because they heard mm bop and decided to get jiggy wit it. I'm talkin serious skills here, from the orchestral stage to the drum set throne, it's all about this guy (this is where I take both thumbs and point them down at myself). Tommy Lee has nothing on me...and I'm not just talking about his supposed drumming ability.
Hopefully you've realized that this was written in jest. It might be hard to believe but I'm actually pretty modest. If you got a laugh out of what I wrote then we'd probably get along well. As far as describing myself goes, my humor is pretty deadpan and sarcastic though I can be pretty spontaneous and over the top sometimes. And funny enough, if you were to throw that mess I wrote above against a wall, some of it would actually stick.