Listening to Music, Reading, Video Games, Writing

I've got penny-colored hair and matching wire glasses. I'm thirteen, and I have chocolate brown eyes (or so I'm told). I've loved writing since I read Eragon because creating such a perfect story is perfect for me. I sometimes describe things so much that people walk off, but that's fine with me. I've learned not to make many friends because most 'friends' are people who think I'm funny but I'm stupid for being in Choir, Drama, and loving reading and writing and hating the colors pink and purple like a normal girl. It's not expected, but I'm a total tomboy. Most don't recognize me in a dress because it's too girly for me. Makeup is my enemy, and I refuse to style my hair or paint my nails. So what if I'm a dork who likes dragons and Harry Potter and hates anyone who likes Justin Beiber because he's so 'hot'. It's stupid, and I deserve to be myself, laugh at my mistakes, and do whatever I want (unless my mom says no) whenever I want. Who cares what other people think? I don't.