Say it right, it's only four letters if you use the short version.
My full name is Alexia, not Alexandra, and if you call my either of those I'll go batshit crazy on you.
I'm rather bullheaded at times and often get ahead of myself and just jump into trouble. However, my GPA says I'm smart but I've got issues with thinking things through on an emptional base, for I tend to act rather than think.
Results may vary.
But depending on whether or not I decide that I can trust you I'll either love you to death for life or treat you to the coldest shoulder you could imagine.
I tend to curse like a drunken sailor when I'm mad.
My overall happy time is when I get to just lay in bed because all the pretty little dreams float into my mind that way.
I am an aspiring manga artist of sorts, but hate drawing apples with a burning passion. The art classes are challenging enough to keep me interested though.
That said, I do love to role play and am trying to get into the knack of drawing my own pictures for my characters, but currently lack the time.
I hate painting, but love water colors.
I love the cold, but hate snow, and I love the heat but greatly dislike sunlight on most days.
I've been told many times that I am a walking contradiction, but it honestly depends on what day you catch me.
I've been described as a 'shell', a 'depressingly happy little emo', and, by those who lovingly hate me, 'a bitchy munchkin'.
But the most recent one is a fish because i run around my school singing "Just keep swimming' to help motivate my friend so she'll go to swimming practice. And then there is the mental rapist, partially because my mind had become part of the gutter...^^""
I loves my friends to death and would gladly get my sorry a** sent to jail with them.
However, I do have to say, my bestie on gaia is Ethan because there is never a time when talking to him doesn't just make my day. <33 But my being a personal rapists is an added bonus :'D
I'm not short. I just shrunk... Shut yer face D:<
I've got mostly black hair with frosted blonde streaks that were once a chromish blue, neon orange, green, turquoise, purple, and for a short time, red. Not all at the same time, mind you, but you get the point.
I do own glasses but I rarely wear them.
My eyes, on most days, look like giant pupils because they are an almost black shade of brown.
I'm pretty pale for my normal color right now, but my skin has been described as mocha, light milk chocolate, and hot chocolate mixed with whipped cream.
Not sure where the inspiration for that last one came from though...
I'm rather macob and sarcastic when it comes to my humor and it often surprises people who don't know me, but if they decide to stick around after that then we usually end up being good friends.... n' stuff.
I get told that I look older, act older, ect. than I am... I'm not sure how I feel about this yet 'cause it's gonna be a pain in the a** come the middle years. "You're about sixty, right?" "...Fourty five..."
Ah well though, I love baking, cooking, and over all being in the kitchen, but I need counter space or I will get frustrated and eventually curl up and cry like an emotionally desturbed child. But only if I had to use said kitchen everyday. This happened in my current location at my dad's house... 'bout three months in the oven decided to be a b***h again and we had absolutely no counter space what so ever... So I threw it in the snow.
That's about all, but on a parting note, I wont eat you alive on most days, but there are the occasional bad days. The ony acception to this 'good-day' policy is if someone decides to emotionally, mentaly, or physically harm someone close to me. THen I will be on the war path like a bat outta hell.