I'm a dork and a generally a happy-go-lucky kid. Yes, close to the brink of adulthood (about five miles from it, actually) and I still refer to myself as a kid. I'm still retardedly immature. I laugh like a braying donkey at sexual references and make faces at inappropriate times. At the same time though, I am capable of making it alone. I'm a mostly-independant person who loves almost everyone. I have trouble finding people who truly enjoy my presence because I'm a bitch and unwilling to change for another person.