Hi, I'm Vicky, and once I spent a whole weekend trying to type the alphabet as quickly as possible. My final time was 1.81 seconds. It's possibly one of my greatest achivements.

I live in England; in the north/midlands. Right in the center of the action. Only not really, since I don't lead a particularly interesting life. I do love England though. I'm sixteen years old, seventeen on March 27th. I quite like being this age as I'm old enough to be considered responsible but not so old that I can't behave like a kid when I want to. And I often want to. I'm currently studying for my A-levels in English language, literature, graphics, maths and product design. This broad spectrum of subjects is indicative of how clueless I am about my future career. Incase you were wondering what I look like, here's a picture of me infront of my lovely wallpaper.

I'm may be unphotogenic but I'm STUNNING in real life. Honest.

A lot of people would say I'm quiet and perhaps shy, but I become more outgoing with familiarity. I have a small group of friends, and my boyfriend, Tom, is a lanky Star Wars nerd. We spend a lot of time in the school's library, pondering over the puzzles and crosswords in The Times. Another piece of vital information is that I don't have a favourite colour. Except maybe brown. I like brown. Partly because nobody else does and I feel bad for it, but really it's a lovely colour. There are so many different types: maroon, tan, chocolate brown, the list is (almost) endless. And it's not as obnoxious as pink or blue or red, who seem to get all the glory.

This is Cleo, one of my dogs. The other one is called Cody, but nobody really likes him since he smells and drools all over.¹ Music-wise, I like to think I listen to a pretty decent variety. I'll actually listen to practically anything, but everyone says that, don't they? My Last.fm shows a vague representation of my favourite artists, although it seems to have become less accurate over time. I seldom watch TV, but when I do I enjoy classic gameshows and the odd comedy, although the two tend to go hand-in-hand. Often I'd rather read than watch a movie. I like realism in books, read poetry like it's going out style (oh, wait...), and numerous other titles for my English literature class.

To bring this to a rather abrupt end I'd like to clarify that, unlike many teens, I'm relatively happy with myself and life is really good at the moment.

¹ Sorry, nobody *apart from Tom* likes him. Tom will defend Cody until the day he dies.

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E-mail - Vicky[at]tear-away.net
Livejournal - Explodenow
DeviantART - Explodenow
Myspace - /vickyy
Last.fm - xkaleidoscope