How best to describe me in ten objects? Maybe these particular items will shed some light on my personality. My bookshelf, My dog, a script, a rugby ball, computer, my bike, an Irish passport, chocolate cake, an airline ticket, and a T.V.
I love to read, as anyone who knows me will tell you, so I need a bookshelf to hold my vast collection of books, or rather, medium-sized collection of brilliance. As I once said in 4th grade, "Reading is a hiding place from boredom". But for me, reading is more than a form of entertainment. It is a portal into different worlds, past, present, future, a gateway to somewhere halfway round the world activated by opening a book. I know this sounds cliched, but reading, for me, is a different world.
Once, not so long ago, about a year, my family and I were at the pet store, when, in a cage in the back of the shop, on top of some other cages, we saw a tiny dog, barking, and throwing itself against the side of the cage. The dog was so pitiful that it could have made a war veteran cry. After begging, pleading, and a school essay, my mum finally agreed to get the dog. We named her Sheila, because she was an Australian Silky Terrier.
I first started playing rugby two years ago, although it feels like an age. I got this rugby ball at my first tournament, and for some reason, I can't pump it up. I first started playing rugby when my neighbor told me about Bintang Rugby Club in-you guessed it-Bintang. I recently quit BRC because the kids there only passed amongst themselves, and joined the ISKL rugby team. Rugby is my favorite sport along with basketball, and I follow neither.
There isn't really much to say on this topic. My mum dropped her laptop, got a new one, and the one she dropped still works, so it's mine, and I'm using it to write this essay. It's cracked screen gets my attention when I'm trying to edit blogs. Like this one.
I got my bike for my tenth birthday and I love it. It is very durable, has twenty four gears, and I've had it for a long time, so it feels comfortable riding it. I doubt I'll find a better bike anywhere, but if I do, I'll still keep my old one.
I have an Irish passport: I am an expatriate. I was born in the USA-by the way, my mum is Irish, and my dad is English- then we moved to England, my brother was born there, then we moved to Hungary for four years, and now I am here, in Malaysia.
My mum makes phenomenal chocolate cake, and usually it's gone within three days, courtesy of me and my brother. Chocolate cake is my favorite food, and I can also make it quite well.
I travel a lot, as you have seen from my passport paragraph, but I also go to a lot of places over the vacations, as do most expatriates. I have been to Bali, Phuket, Ankor Watt, although curiously, I have never been to KFC. But anyway, I do get around a lot, but the place I would like to visit most is where I was born: the USA.
As do most people I know, I have a TV. Often, after homework like this, plopping down in front of a screen and sitting there for an hour is quite enjoyable. Most people wouldn't write about watching TV, but I like to write about things most people would overlook as common. But, like everyone, I know that too much will rot your brain. It has been drilled into my skull quite a bit actually.
Well, now you should have a clearer idea of what kind of person I am. If you don't, well, you should probably talk to me for a while. That should clear things up.
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