°Still here talking shit. Right, cause I have a bad habit (yes another one) I can't stop talking. And you really don't want to see me stressed, because I really can't shut up. It's impossible, really. That's what my mum used to tell to other mums. "My daughter is a very open person!'. Ok. " And of course a talented one!". Pardon me? I never understood the last one. Well yeah, i can draw. By copying it. I can't even make a correct circle, because of my hands. I can't stop shaking.° 

°I actually suck at pretty much everything. I can't sing. My voice is even more tragic than Pierce Brosman's in Mama Mia!. Really. I try to dance, but my feet seems to be uncontrollable. I promise. So I end up dancing like a clown in front of my friends. So when we go out (yes I dance, of course). But there is a moment that I'll say "I'm tired" just because I can't dance anymore, I don't feel the need to. And of course I prefer watch people dance and make fool of themselves. Of course.° 

°I smoke. Yes, I do, I told you I'm trying to be a rebel. Joking. I smoke very badly. Like all the time. Some people like sports, well I like smoking. And I say to myself, "Newps, you have the same percentage to die. The one who's is running can fall and break a leg, or he's head. So dead. And you, you can have cancer. And dead." At least I'm going to have 2 months left, and I can fight it. Right? Joking, again. See? I can't even make jokes. I suck at that too.°

°_And please tell me that you are not reading this._° :D