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Perhaps a better place to start off wouldn't be with a long boring entry of how my weeks been going... Oops, too late, already wrote that. No, no. It is better to tell you a little about myself, no? I hope you're not expecting a life story, I'm not very good about those. I usually start to have a panic attack about the time when I start talking about first grade or so. Shaking, crying, anger, loss of breath, feel like I'm going to heave. It's not fun. Then I snap shut and get really pissy for no reason in particular, and then I start crying and fall into the most ridiculous 'woe is me, I hate myself' moods. Ask Zach. I love him to death, but even HE hasn't heard about that chapter of my life.

No no. Let's talk about just... who I am now. I'd much rather have a pleasant introduction than something like that. Perhaps you could introduce yourselves as well? I would love to meet some new people, make some new friends.

So, Hi, I'm Lyexsah.

I am, first and foremost, a raver. It became a huge part of me last year. The music, the dancing, the energy. An ultimate joy and a deep spiritual feeling that will be ingrained in my person forever.

Secondly, I most certainly belong nowhere but Arizona. As much as I hated it there at first, I would give anything and everything to go back. Texas is not my style, and it never will be.

I love to draw and write, among many other things. Can you tell? I get very wordy when I'm in front of a keyboard.

And as a side note, I think I might be slightly bipolar, but I dunno....

For the most part, I am one of the nicest, happiest people you will ever meet, but not in a weird way. I'm very friendly, and easy to talk to. I'm always there for a friend in need. Always. I am nice, don't get me wrong, but if you mess with the people I care about, I will rip your throat out before you ever knew what hit you. I have been known to do some pretty crazy things for friends, stealing, beating people up, just about anything. I promise I haven't killed anyone, though. But the guy I beat up had it coming. My friend was dating him and he kept putting his hands on her, whether it be because he was trying to pressure her into sex of just hitting her. He was violent, mean, a jerk, and didn't know how to back off after she tried to break it off with him. My solution? Break his nose. You can bet he didn't bother her again.

I'm a good friend to have, in all honesty. I am one of the few who are not friends with people out of mere convinience, one of the few who will not abandon you. I'm sure I've said it before, but please, if you need a friend, just someone to talk to, feel free to shoot me a Private Message or an Instant Message.

Until next time...