Barely a dent in the surface: A glimpse at the Loquacious Linh

All right, I guess it’s about time I update. This one shall be about random aspects of my personality.

So, how revealing of my personality should I be?

Well, most people who aren’t complete and total strangers can tell you that I have a quick temper. If you have any good calming techniques, I’m all ears. Depending on how you advise me, that is. >.>

I like my food. Don’t touch my food. Ever.
And if you find that you can’t finish your food, offer it to me. I’ll most likely take it. >.> So what, I’m a fatty! I have no life. I’ll eventually become the most obese person in the world. Whatever. As long as I get my food.

I sound so fat. A fat person in a skinny person’s body. Not that I’m complaining. But I needs exercise. Snowboarding, anyone?

I love sports. Soccer is my favorite to play. Rugby is my favorite to watch. Rugby makes football look pansy-ish. My kids shall play rugby. Mwuhahahaha. Geebus, I’m already cultivating violence into the personality of my inexistent children. Don’t lock me in an insane asylum, pleassse.

I’m very adamant about grammar, as you can see by my grammatically correct typing and sentence structure.

Pokemon is my favorite cartoon. However, anything after the Johto League is insanely idiotic. And I love video games, though I don’t get to play often. I only have an N64. Not that I’m complaining. Super Smash Bros., anyone? I used to suck at that game. I was horrible. One of those just-push-random-buttons-and-see-how-long-you-live players. I pwn now.

I have an active imagination. Please, no scary movies, nor any video games with creepy music and dark corridors, etc. Not unless you want to give me a heart attack. And if I die, I will haunt your ass for it. “What is this feeling of blatant hostility?” “Oh, it’s just Linh.”

You could say I’m socially inept, to a degree. I shy away from social settings. I’m, as some would say, a wall flower. There are few people I consider friends. If I say you’re a friend, it’s the equivalent of being a “best friend” for other people. Either you’re a friend, or you’re an acquaintance. There is no in between.

Since I have few friends, I’m obviously not very open about my emotions. I keep my life private. Since I’m a private person in general, you can trust me to keep your secrets. Besides, I probably don’t even know the people that you want to keep these secrets from.

I aspire to be a doctor. A surgical doctor, to be exact. So don’t make me irate. I’ll know exactly where to place my scalpel in order to cripple you. Or worse. -maniacal laughter- I’m just kidding. I’m not that violent.
But yeah. I want to be a surgical doctor, and I’m considering obtaining a license in massage therapy to help me pay for medical school.

People say I’m smart. If you ask me if I am, I’ll shrug and say, “I guess.” But I’ll probably act smart-alec. I tend to subconsciously analyze situations and people. I have a low tolerance level for idiots. And slow walkers. I hate people who walk insanely slow and string their idiotic group across the entire hallway. And why the heck does the math hallway seem the most crowded?!?

And last, but not least, I know I’m weird. Not the weirdest person on the planet, but definitely not normal.

That should be more than enough to sate your odd curiosity about what I am like. I swear, I’m not that interesting. But, should you happen to want to know more (for reasons I can’t even begin to fathom), I guess you can always ask. I can’t promise I’ll answer, but hey, it never hurt to ask, right?