"Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do."

- Jack Kerouac

WARNING: On an undetermined-in-length Hiatus. Am working on gathering my plans for my stories, and to rewrite them all, starting from the beginning. The latest and most recent updates for a while will be some one-shots in a few different stories, and I will be working a lot more on my Harry Potter Multi-Chapter Sorting story. :) Thanks!*

Hello, world... this is me.

Me:

The queen of the socially akward.

The helper of the misfortunate

The friend to all who pass

The dorkmo wierdo with no apparent life

The one that has friends that are boys

The teenage writer that people think has problems

The one with problems

The one who solves other people's problems

Advice giver

Heart Broken

Loving

Caring

Helpful

Me

That is me. I am me.

My name is Alyssa, but you can just call me Cissi. I like it better, anyways. I am a big geek... geektastic, if you will. Any adjective that you could find that is odd, peculiar, different, wierd, geeky, dork, anything, you name it, I am it. I am -- years old. -th grade. Yes, I did that on purpose, because if you care, you don't matter, and if you matter, you won't care. I am ADHD and OCD, and quite mental. I get straight A's in school. I help others when they are in need. I am calm and at peace. I am friendly. I am just...me.

I have blonde/red hair, natural colors, that looks, actually, gold-ish red. My eyes are a fiery gold with flecks of hunter green. I am fairly tall, but not extremely so. Thin. Muscular. Lean.

I enjoy writing poetry, stories, reading, listenining to/ playing music, drawing, archery, and doing nothing.

I am on a swim team. I am pretty good, not the best, but not the worst by far. I am athletic.

I like to sing. I am told that i have a pretty voice, too.

I play:

saxophone

tenor quad

recorder

flute

guitar

piano

organ

keyboard

drums

xylophone

metalophone

glockenspiel

violin

viola

bass(guitar)

bass(strings instrument)

Bassoon

There are more, but I can't think of them at this second.

My music and my poetry are the embodiment of me. My mind, my being, everything about me and my soul is poured into it.

I am insane. I am just giving you some fair warning, I am insane. There is no question, just a simple fact. If you want to know reasons why, send me a message, and we can have a long, deep conversation about my complete insanity.

I am that one person who is misunderstood. Who has plenty of friends, people who love her, people to talk to, to go to. Who is not happy, always depressed. Who plasters a smile on her face for the world to see. Who's acting skills always had to be perfect in order to maintain her facade of being alright. Who has major issues... with everything. Who vents her troubles to herslef, singing or talking to herself so that no one will hear what she says. Who is shy and timid and hesitant, who loves her music, who's journal and books are her best friends in the world, who has no one that will ever truly be able to understand her, not even family. I am her. I am the outcast. The loner. The loser.

I also have a fictionpress. The link is...

http://www.fictionpress.com/~lalala223

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz.
]I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid and stuck up.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS AND DRESS UNUSUALLY, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF and am defensive, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake
I DON’T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems
I like FIRE so I must be an arsonist.
I play VIDEO GAMES so I MUST be a LOSER
I'm on a TEAM, so I MUST hate everyone that's not.

I am a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED

"Isn't it ironic? We ignore who adores us, adore who ignores us, hurt who loves us and love who hurts us,"

"Don't fall for someone unless they're ready to catch you,"

"Hate me...They can
Hurt me... They can't
Be me...They want to
Try me... I dare them
Envy me... They should
Fight me... I'd love to see them try,"

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain,"

"Wouldn't life be amazing if sweat pants were sexy, Mondays were fun, junk food didn't make you feel fat, girls didn't cause so much drama, guys weren't so confusing, and goodbyes were only until tomorrow?"

"I hurts just to wake up, whenever you're wearing thin, alone on the outside, so tired of looking in, the ending's uncertain, and i've never been so afraid."

I have inside jokes... well, with myself. I'm pretty sure they count...

"I understand that scissors can beat paper, and i get how rock can beat scissors, but there is no freaking way paper can beat rock. what, paper is supposed to magically wrap around rock , thus leaving it immobile? if so, then why in the world can't paper do this to scissors? never mind scissors, why can't paper do this to people? why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating (usually) innocent students as they attempt to take notes in class? i'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody. a rock would tear that stuff up in two seconds. when i play rock/paper/scissors, i always choose rock. then, when someone claims to have beaten me with their paper,i can punch them in the face with my ready-made fist and say, oh, i'm sorry, i thought paper would protect you."