Author has written 3 stories for Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and Hunger Games.
Favorite Book Series: Gone, Hunger Games, Percy Jackson, Eve and Adam, Fallen Into The Wild, and anything John Green
Favorite Hobby: Baking, art, writing, reading, acting
Favorite movie: Les miserables, Fault in our stars and If i stay
Favorite animal: frogs, I don't know why
Favorite color: green
Favorite tv show: Once upon a time, Doctor who
Favorite HG characters: Finnick, Rue, Peeta, Cato, Annie
Favorite Percy Jackson characters: Luke, Percy, Nico, Artemis, Charlie, Leo
Favorite Les Miserables characters: Eponine, Garvoch, Enjorlas, Javert
Mental status: Possibly insane
Name: Noah (Don't judge)
For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumb war with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least). Crazy is when you write Emmett or Edward Cullen is hot on your homework instead of doing it. Crazy is when you try to make up the twilight characters signatures. Crazy is when you go on a sugar high when you haven't eaten anything sugary all day. Crazy is when you go to Guitar Center and noodle on a bass, not a guitar, a bass, for half a freaking hour! Crazy is when you run a mile (so the school board calls it), and after that, you feel the urge to go rock climbing AND swimming at the same dang time! Crazy is when you obsess over that incredibly cute boy that you started liking the first moment you saw him, and can't even gather up the guts to tell him that you're gay/bi/or a straight girl who has feelings for him! Crazy is when you chase your friend around becasue they stole your shoe even though you don't want it back. Crazy is when you get so bored in class that you pretend to be a fish and continue even though everyone is starring at you. Crazy is when you marry the stage at you're school becasue you love acting so much and then you proceed to kiss it, even though you could probably die. Crazy is when you try to see how long it takes for nailpolish to wear off your toes, but then forget when you started. Crazy is when your in such a bad mood that you go outside in the rain, scream, cry, and then laugh when you remeber something that happened almost a month ago. Crazy is when you put a song on your IPod on repeat for three months and then you can't remember a single word of it afterwards. Crazy is when you ASK your friends to trap you in a locker. Crazy is deciding that plastic bendy straws look like pelicans and then standing firmly beside your belief. Crazy is jumping into a lake at 7:00 AM just to see if it will be cold. Crazy is going all over the house looking for your glassees while their still on your face. Crazy is carrying out a whole conversation with your crush with his name on the back of your hand. Crazy is when you know the dog will bite you if you poke him but keep poking him anyways. Crazy is when you can quote every single line from all your favourite movies. Crazy is when you can write without looking at the paper and then when you finally look down you realize you were writing quotes from your favorite movies.
I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no way Paper can beat Rock. Is Paper supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? If so, why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear it up in two seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody 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!!