Michelle Sue Chang. 237 months old. College Student, searching for some depth in my daily commute. Currently running the grounds of the 417 arena. Attending a shack of public educational facilitated amenities, without the extra methamphetamine but definitely with a pocket full of menthols. We, as humans, are too well-behaved! That is the proposal of Rebels and my "future" daughter's name. (as in, to-be offspring.) Due to my inherited rituals, I drink my regular cup of bliss coffee most days; morning, lunch, dinner, fourthmeal... give or take. My guilty pleasures are chai latte and basically coffee. Coffee completes me, it revives me. The bitterness of its goodness smothers me into happy mode. That's a way of life. I like to believe, I'm a complicated person. I whine, I judge, I lag, I find all the possibilities without resorts of the most rational one just because my brain is ridiculously complex. This uncanny behavior could have developed because of a left-handed, right-minded intergration; if that at all makes any sense. It's a down gun pet peeve when others make a huge fuss about others being left-handed. My response to those individuals: @$*#!%&*!*@, but thanks for noticing, :) I once fantasized about becoming a comedian but I could never make that a job, simply because that's just a part of me and where I've been and how far I've traveled along this world. You just got to explore the riches in humanity and to prolong happily and possibly make fun of it. I've tried my hardest to understand males and females; having it down to a precision that we'll never understand one another totally makes my world go round. I refer to myself as a panda bear, just because "I know" there's not many like me out there and I value my existence without degrading but my biggest flaw has got to be the mere idea that I've fallen into a bandwagon at a young age where changing it up could mean altering my universe. Camel Crush, dude! That's a part of progression, and acceptance, and honesty, and perhaps indulgence in self-esteem issues i guess. There's so many things in life that intrigues me, it almost causes a brain malfunction within my inner lopes but I swear that only makes me flexible to the air, earth, and water. Life is an art, and art is all around, leading to the direct concept that life is loveable!