Lumos. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.
Hi. My name is Nikki. So unoriginal, huh? It's not like I hate it. I just find it so inconvenient to be confused with two other Nikkis back in high school. I used to pester my parents behind their inability to come up with something a little less common and when they told me they got the idea from Elton John's song "Nikita" (since my father is a huge fan and he used to sing it to me while I was still in my mother's womb), I just stopped asking all together.
I am an over-thinking and socially awkward individual who spends weekends and free periods buried over books, coffee and movies. I love cute little babies, British accents and dark chocolates. I am a certified neat-freak and obsessive compulsive-- my roommate can easily testify to that. Prideful, impulsive, irrational and stubborn: few of my many charming attributes.
I am a part-time frustrated writer, most of my work ending either in the recycle bin or abandoned in my drive disk and a full-time walking zombie since university had me sleep-deprived and there are bags under my eye bags.
I am forever an HP non-canon shipper. (Draco/Hermione, George/Hermione, Bill/Hermione, Sirius/Hermione) Well generally, a non-canon shipper from just about anything I read and watch. And being a total and full-fledged non-canon shipper makes me feel different from the rest... And that I've got better taste.
I am one of those hopeless romantics who believes in the existence of soul mates, true love and destiny though admittedly, the closest thing I've ever gotten to in a relationship was with my bed. We love each other very much.
Sometimes, I get lost in a crowd and I look at them and wonder about their lives, if they got it worse than I do, or if they got their hearts broken. And then I wonder why.
My life is a heap of good things and bad things mixed together. I am both happy and sad and until now I am still trying to figure out how that could be.
Mischief managed. Nox.