I'm a handful, and for some reason no one believes that when they first meet me. I'm oddly energetic at late hours, ask weird and sometimes inappropriate questions, and grumble at uncooperative inanimate objects. I am playful, cuddly, and downright silly from time to time. I have a tendency to follow random urges, like dying my hair or piercing my nostril. I like trying new things, because I want to have a wide variety of experiences in my life. I also like fire and being outdoors just as much as I like being curled up on the couch with a book. I'm versatile and a tad eccentric.
I'm also kind of blunt sometimes. I say things as I mean them, and I don't find anything wrong with that. Just the other day I was told "I'm a little envious of how you can be so... mercenary styled in your way of dealing with people." I'm to the point not out of cruelty, but because I think people waste much too much time these days saying things they don't really mean to placate those they think they like. This is not to say I'm without tact when the moment calls for it.
Also, my favorite quote:
“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.”
— Lawrence Krauss