From March 9 of '94, a language enthusiast, a budding pharmacist-to-be, a fake athlete, a person who's neither skinny nor fat, someone socially-awkward, a music aficionado, an untalented artist, one who appreciates good writing and photography, self-proclaimed person of excellent yet diverse taste.
I want to be a loud person.
Not the kind of whiny, annoying loud person.
Definitely not too boisterous either.
Just, you know...
Loud enough for people to hear and understand me.