Introducing: Me!

Je suis moi.
Ivy.
17 years, 4 months, 15 days old at the moment.
A teapot, teacups, long stripy socks, frog lover.
I am a Quizilla immigrant.
I write anything and everything.
I read anything and everything.
But inevitably some of it is too awful/ smutty/ insane to be put up here.
I love criticism, as long as it's honest.
Words like treacle, cheese, floofy, poof, oysky poisky, okie-dokie, yuh-huh and moosh make up my spoken vocabulary.
I love green.
Pelting rain is the best shower you can ever have.
Thunder and lightning make things much more exciting.
Trees are better than bushes.
I can scribble, but not draw.
I can dance but not in a culturally accepted fashion.
I work hard for my grades.
I'm eternally cold.
I cry without sound.
I act non-stop - the stage is my home.
Chocolate is my love/ hate relationship.
Go near my ears and I'll die.
When my hair is long I want it short, and when it is short I want it long.
So long, farewell, auf weidersen, adiu! is my most-sung lyric.
Good bye.