Who am I?

I walk around everyday knowing who I am, until the second someone asks me "who are you?" My mind gets lost in its own weave while I'm trying to think of something intelligent to say. I have constantly limited myself to answering this question with one philosophic statement, or a quote from my favorite literature. Why can't I allow myself to tell the truth. I'm not composed of a book quote or a meaningless and empty philosophic thought. There is so much to me that I shouldn't leave open for others interpretations.

I am an adult with a childish spirit. I am a lover and a worrier. I am a great source of advice, but I rarely do what I say.

I am following my dreams and attending school. I pay for my schooling 97% on my own. I have worked diligently to get myself here, and now I am letting it slide away. I attend all of my classes with a chipper stride. I use a dancing monkey pen to take notes in lecture. I can't swallow pills well, so I consume chewable gummy vitamins.

My friends mean the world to me. I would rather sit with them for days doing nothing at all, then do something entertaining on my own. I enjoy watching others benefit from something I have to give, even if it's my last penny. I care about everyone more than the average person; I'm still trying to determine whether that goes under the pros list or the cons. I'm extremely sentimental and I soak in every moment I have with the people I care about (I can only dwell on the wish that I would have done this sooner).

I laugh at everything and I have no volume down function. I thoroughly enjoy hugs and the simple pleasure of human contact. My dogs mean the world to me. I have extreme trust issues, but I somehow manage to give my heart away the moment I find comfort.

I control my mood with music and I fall in love with every note//every lyric//every beat. I lose myself in books because they make me smile. I am a motivator in groups, but I am easily discouraged when I fail on my own. I am the kind of girl who covers her walls with pictures and bright colors because it makes me feel safe.

I think too much before I go to sleep. My emotional state usually corresponds to the cleanliness of my desk. I leave my clean clothes in the hamper until I have to do laundry again. I try to convince myself that dumping the clean clothes on my bed and putting dirty ones in the hamper will force me to fold my laundry, but I find a way around that every time.

I like to think I'm not a creature of habit, but I'm not sure. I draw on my walls with chalk, mostly to inspire myself. I'm addicted to post its and dry erase boards. Fall is my favorite season because I fall in love with the beauty around me. I will stop to stare at a beautiful plant or to watch the leaves fall from above. I smile at the little things nature has to offer.

I..... am still trying to figure out who I am. Who are you?