For the first time ever in my time being on gaia, I'll write a little about myself. By little I really do mean little. Where do I begin....? I have a lot of different names that I go by. One of my favorites is Mr.E. It makes me sound like some secret agent. Some of my friends have dubbed me Angel, or Angelpants. why angelpants? In all honesty that's a mystery I've yet to solve. A few others are Mr. E as mentioned, and the latest being Tamashii. I think that one is particularly interesting since its the meaning to the name my father gave me. I have a job that I loath with eternal hellfire. The people I work with there though are highly amusing. I feel inspired by them and the working conditions to make a webcomic spoof called "Little Nero's Pizza." I'm sure the name alone is a big giveaway as to what kind of job I'm working. Each of my co-workers are characters in their own rights. There are days we make eachother laugh, and days when we piss eachother off. I don't care for the gig, but I'm still grateful to have it. I don't see myself being there for long however. I've had many dreams that had been stomped out by one thing or another. One of them I won't let anyone stop me from doing. I want to be a Marine. I want to make something of myself and be someone great someday. I'm afraid of the thought of taking another person's life. I don't know what I'd do in that situation right now but my heart is still in doing what I want. What I need to continue to grow as a person. There are days when I look around myself and realize that I don't care for a lot of things that I've grown too used to to notice just how bad they are. I've been around it all for years and saw all the negative as normal. I'm grateful for the friends I've made both on and offline. Some of them I still talk to, and some I've completely stopped talking to altogether. I always loan my shoulder out for people to cry on because I have learned that just listening to someone helps. It feels good to know that I've relieved someone of the demons they have in their minds. Like any other person though I have flaws of my own. I'm far from perfect. Quite actually I've been told I'm rather upside down and backwards compared to what people call "normal." Is there really such a thing as normal though? I keep to myself for my own reasons and don't bother telling my own woas. It makes me feel weak and stupid. I normally don't give a damn about what other people think on the matter, not unless your someone I consider a little legit opinion wise. I guess you can say its a small paranoia that the people who offer to hear what's bothering me is only saying it so as to make themselves feel better for "doing the right thing". I see them rolling their eyes, saying ho-hum same story as every other cry baby out there yadda yadda yadda. I guess I just don't trust people that much. why should I? But there are times when I will open up a little. If I do its because I trust you a little. Not a lot, but enough to satisfy your curiosity. Don't get me wrong, I'm not some self absorbed woawesme kinda person. I see the lighter parts of the day and enjoy them with gratitude. I joke around and will be playful most of the time if need be. I enjoy drawing when the inspiration hits. Most of all I like writing short stories. Sometimes said short stories end up being longer then they should be. To me role playing is like writing a big story. Two friends of mine pointed out that my main character's personality is a little bit of my own persona mixed in there. That I'm acting out my inner desires and fantasies through that, and that is why it makes for such an interesting scenario. I suppose they are somewhat correct. If that's the case then all of us who role play are acting out our inner most desires. I can go on a little more about myself but I'll leave things as they are.