General Information

First name: Riley
Age: 17
Date of birth: 28th of June, 2001
Gender: Gender-fluid
Sexuality: All over the place
Relationship status: Single, not ready to mingle

Physical Appearance

Eye color: grey green
Skin color: tan? At least my arms are for some reason
Build of body: Kinda lumpy and pear shaped.
Hair color: dyed reddish brown
Hair style: above shoulder length
Posture: hunched
Typical clothing: I either wear plaid or pajamas. No inbetween. Unless it's school uniform of course
Is seen by others as: An awkwardly quiet person who barely talks and hangs around the outside of the chat area

Personality

Likes: Cats, drawing, writing, roleplaying
Dislikes: the smell of dogs (Don't get me wrong, I like dogs, but their smell is yech, people touching me without some sort of warning (like brushing against me from behind or something), spiders
Fears: spiders, heights, crowds, cranes (the machinery), moths, butterflies and bones breaking (especially teeth)
Personal goals: Improve on my art and complete high school. Also take on an animation course.
General attitude: careless, calm, quiet
Religious values: none
General intelligence: not very smart
General sociability: not very sociable

Health

Illnesses: depression, mild psychosis, social anxiety
Sleeping habits: on and off
Energy level: low
Eating habits: average, if not low
Memory: terrible

Relationships

Parents: Got both, both good
Siblings: younger brother and older sister, both good
Friends: Only a handful, but they're the chosen ones
Best friend(s): 2 real life ones, several online ones.

Others

Occupation: Student
Favourite types of food: sweet
Favourite types of drink: sweet
Hobbies/past times: Drawing, writing, knitting, roleplaying
Guilty pleasures: baths, chocolate, ice cream
Pet peeves: People who don't bathe, people touching me, people with bad vibes
Pets: 2 dogs, 2 birds, a few fish and 3 cats (one of them is a stray that keeps coming to our place so we feed him.
Talents: drawing, writing
Favourite colours: red, blue, black, gold, silver.
Favourite type of music: dark types and Japanese types. Not metal. Ew.

ohmaiGAWD

i have made a- *ahem* woops! Hiya guys! how are you 2day?! i am actually excited right now! now, i know most ppl absolutely HATE math (AKA Mental Abuse To Humans), but this is an essential question that NEEDS to be answered. what...

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heya guys!

HEYA, GUYS!
wow... I haven't said that for ages... sorry about that, guys! well... I've reached 101 views... I know that it's not much... but... okay, I am kinda weird. I am sure that most people on the O have reached almost a THOUSAND views... now THAT'S a goal.
well, if you guys HAVEN'T seen my other world, opposite (does anyone know how to change the name of the world?), then I DEFINITLY recommend looking at it. I also advise that you read the first post.
well, cya guys!

MILIPEDES (i spelt it wrong, didn't i?)

I found a millipede in my sister's bed. what? I have nothing to write today! DX! well, my cat sneezed on me again. I am so tired. well, my pages are blank. I have nothing to write. at all. except for the fact my cat gave me a free wa...

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I WAS SO BORED LAST NIGHT. as soon as I got home, I had a shower and played the Xbox. I played Portal. yes. my mum got me PORTAL!!! along with Team Fortress 2, Half Life 2 and other stuff like that. thanks, Valve! so I played an hour (...

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the story of GARFIELD.

well, in my previous post, I told you guys I would tell you about my other cat, Garfield.
well, I wasn't there to see it myself (even if I WAS, then I wouldn't be able to remember it. I was that young!), so I am going to have to base it on what my mum told me. she explained it so vividly, I might as well have been there.

they went to the RSPCA (I hate that place for private reasons) to get a dog. they were in the adoption center, looking for the right dog, when suddenly a cat popped out of NOWHERE (actually, she came from the back to the front) and started meowing SO loudly, all the other cats decided to stop meowing and doing cat stuff and stare at her. she came home with us, cause mum and dad couldn't resist. funny looking dog. the assistant there said that she never ever did that to anyone, ever. not even the people who looked after her. mum and dad didn't choose HER, she chose THEM.
so mum and dad brought her home and let us name her. since we were really young, we decided to call her Garfield. I think it suits her.