Interests- something that concerns, involves, draws the attention of, or arouses the curiosity of a person?
-Writing
~ Romance
~ Fan Fiction
~ Action/Adventure
~ Sci-Fi/Fantasy
-Drawing
-Painting
-Making my friends laugh.
About me: As I sit here and type out this 'About Me' section I wonder; is this worth it? Is staying here, in this place that I've had to stare for most of my life really worth staying here? All around are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces... I mean honestly, if I stay here I'm going no where. Right now, in this moment, nothing matters anymore, nothing from this place anyway. I want to escape, go off see new places, meet new people. Sitting here and listening for something to happen. My friends, you know those things that are suppose to stick by you, betray me every time I do something they don't like, and why? Because they're immature, naive panzees; well most of them anyway. Leaving here is going to be the best decision I've made in the last four years of my life, possibly ten years. I'm attending DCCC to take out the general ed courses, then hopefully transferring to a school where I can meet people who aren't immature piss ants.
My name is Sam and I'm attending DCCC, my major is undecided as of right now. I'm nineteen years old. I don't do what the every day teenager does now-a-days; I consider myself a good person. I don't go around drinking, smoking weed, or pulling pranks. I sit inside, staying away from the idiots of the town in which I currently live in, plotting my escape. After I finish DCCC I want to transfer to either Penn State or Temple, preferably Penn State. What I'm going to do there I don't know. Then I want to move from Pennsylvania in general and live somewhere with open area, woods perhaps... Good ones, not the bare and boring ones down here, near Philadelphia, but dense woods that can almost qualify to be a forest, but not quite.
I'm a quiet guy; I normally don't talk when I'm around a big group of people, but if I'm with people I feel comfortable with or with the few friends I have, I'm quite the entertainer. Cracking jokes and fixing problems are what I do in our little clique. I hate W.o.W., I mean with a passion almost as bad as I hate Crosby and the Pittsburgh Penguins. >< That is another thing, I hate when people judge each other just by what they wear. "Goth"; "Prep"; "Jock"; "Emo"; "Punk... I hate labels, they piss me off so badly. I'm a guy who use to shop at Hot Topic for his pants and his accessories, but now I combine clothing from Hot Topic with various other types of clothing: hockey shirts, K-mart shirts, target shirts...anything. I'm not a goth, so don't refer to me by that clique, or I just may kill thee.
I'm a nice guy really, I follow rules on what a guy can and can't do to a girl, and on how guys should treat girls/girlfriends... Sure people are like "Fucking nerd" but some guys actually think about what comes out of my mouth and realize that what I say isn't such a bad thing. ^^ GO figure eh? People with brains around here?
