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Hi! My name's Patricia but, at the lack of a better nickname and of imagination at the moment, you can call me Trish. I’m 19 and I’m a second year College student, majoring in the Magnificent, Beautiful, and nothing short of Splendorous course of Psychology.
I can tell you right now that I’m not the most interesting person in the room, and I’m not funny, no matter how hard I try. For these, I kinda apologise.
My life basically revolves around reading, mostly fanfiction, catching up on my favourite shows, going to classes, eating – cuz apparently you need that to survive – and maybe watch a bit of porn, just for the sport. I also, very rarely but obsessively once I’m at it, read Manga, the BEST invention after Coca-Cola. But yeah, normally you’ll find me reading fics. And someone advised me to state they’re all filled with Slash. I won’t explain that by claiming something along the lines of «If I wanted to watch Het I’d look out the window’. No, the reason why I prefer to read Slash is because most Het fics are boring, with the same plot and badly written. Not that there aren’t bad Slash fics! Trust me, there are. Way too much then there should... Anyway, Slash Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, MxM rock my SOCKZ.
I love geeks. The geek, shy, cute guy, with glasses so huge you should call them binoculars, is THE best creature to walk this Earth. And if he is either British, Irish, Scottish or Asian, better!
I love Sarcasm. When God/The Big Bang/Bill Gates created/exploded into/stole the concept of the Earth, Mankind was one of the consequences. With it came Sarcasm. ... Nope, I don’t need to say anything else about It. Unfortunately, I have to practise mine. I also love English and writing, but both, in my hands, are as beautiful as a French whore vomiting in your Prada shoes after you had just spilled your own stomach contents on them... At six in the morning...
If you’re still reading this – which I highly doubt, but don’t feel bad for it!!! – then you should also know that I’m a crappy writer, comedian, singer, dancer... actually, my specialties really are reading and sexual plots, in which I totally suck (no pun intended... this time...) when I try to put them on a piece of paper. In my head, everything rockz, seriously! But when I try to bring my great inventions/discoveries/ideas into the physical world... Let’s just say it’s like Paris Hilton’s (very failed) attempt at acting all over again.
What else... I’m a total pervert. I wish that were a joke, but alas... No. If I’m talking to someone about gardening, I’ll connect that to sex. If I’m talking about teddy bears, there will be sex in my head. Hairy sex. (I’m sorry, but that just sounded sooooo funny!!! xD I’m laughing all alone, in my bedroom, and my poor roommate is looking at me as if I’ve finally lost it!! XD)....
Anyway, my Mom is one of my favourite people in the world. Unfortunately, she’s Fourth because I love Jeff Dean Morgan more than her so... The only person I love above all else in this world is my baby sister, who’s actually 15 years-old. I don’t need to write how beautiful, smart and just plain awesome she is, nor to write I LOVE YOU ANA in capital to show the world how much I love her. But since I already did... Anyway, the reason why my beloved Mommy is in Fourth place in my Heart is because The Doctor more than deserves Second and because of a scheme she played on me a few years ago. She made me promise that when The Time came, I’d tell her so she could have a serious talk to me and take me to the doctor. Unfortunately, I thought she meant The Doctor and agreed. Let me just say... Stupid, stupid, little girl... Anyway, in my Mom’s eyes I’ll probably die a virgin. Not the happiest of endings, but it sure beats the hell out of knowing your mom knows you're having sex.
My favourite fact about myself, besides the egotistical need to talk about myself, is that I’m probably bipolar. Well, as bipolar as you can be without actually being bipolar. I guess I’m a very complex person. In fact, I’m so complex even I don't get me.
Anyway... I’ve got a great imagination. Trust me, on a bad day, my head nearly bursts with all the activity in there. Seriously, just give me someone and an opening line and I’m already telling you about their adventures and how they fell in love with someone of the same gender! Sometimes it sucks (again, not in the way some people would like) cause I need to study hard (looool... sorry... --‘), and it's not that pleasant when I’m in the middle of a test and all I can think about is a plot for a J2! If I wrote it down, it’d suck, but still... It’s trying to take control of my mind!!! Next, the Universe!!!!! Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!!!!!!
I guess that’s it... If you’ve even bothered to read this, which I personally believe no one ever does, leave me a comment, if only to tell me to shut it. I’m actually a nice person, only my mouth works faster than my brain and my imagination runs faster than all that.

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