I probably won't like you.
Oh, and about me? I'm a 20-something University student who's got a job. Fabulous.
I'm doing what most people my age are doing: Avoiding the inevitable fact that we're only getting older, that death is one step closer to our door each morning, that our bodies will soon begin to give out on us and our old habits will no longer be viable. We will have to face the horrendous truth that our youth is gone and has more than likely been wasted on frivolous bullshit. Almost nothing we have done before 30 is of any consequence, and we've pissed away numerous opportunities to actually help ourselves out. Our lives, up until this point, have been a waste.
On a slightly serious note, this box is a complete and utter exercise in narcissism and allowing one to lie to and about one's self in excess. "Oh, but I am soooooooo good at this!". On the other hand, you have the weirdo's who enjoy self flagellation at which point they sit here and just tell you how they're not very good at anything. Oh no, muffin. Let's all have a pity party for the low self esteem bitch with her tits hanging out in half her pictures. There, there, sweetie. I'm sure you're good at loads of things... Like swallowing a dick faster than a black hole swallows light.
I'm good at a bunch of shit. Message me if you want to find out.
Well, that was a lie. It's actually either how much of an asshole I am, or that I'm loud. Or something. I don't know, what do you notice about me right off the bat?
Wait, what? Yes, I like reading. No, I don't usually like shitty teen-themed bullshit novels. So sue me, I like substance. Not wastes of paper that make your prepubescent naughty dreams come to life so you can touch yourself.
Dead serious. Go look at the author of the Mortal Instruments series. She's a morbidly obese red-headed woman named Cassandra Clare. "Clairy" or whatever the character's name is, is her fucking dream diary "i wnt 2 b dis wen i growd up" book. It's frightening.
-George R. R. Martin
(That's it off the top of my head)
As for TV, Music, and Movies? Almost anything if it's done well.
Oh, and I can't stand Dr. Who. It's a fucking horrible TV show.
That, and what the future may hold for me; how to deal with day to day occurrences; how I can go about achieving my goals; and how not to end up a complete waste of space.
That, or sleeping. I work Saturday morning, so late-nights on Friday aren't really my thing. Damn that silly responsible streak!
Oh, shit... That's not what you wanted to hear? Hmmm... I'm out at the club, with my stripy buttoned up "I'm going to get laid" shirt on, trying to impress vapid sacks of shit girls who's purpose in life is "PEOPLE WANT TO FUCK ME" by spending a months rent on drinks in hopes of getting her number so she can further be a drain not only on society, but on me personally as well.
There, now didn't that make you want to talk to me?
Or if you feel like it, because I'll probably respond.