I begin my days singing to myself. I don't have very many concerns thus far. I go to classes, go to work, go home, and start the vicious cycle all over again. My spontaneity comes from my musical outbursts. I'm a fairly religious person, but I'm also very tolerant and I dislike those who aren't open to other views. I'm impulsive, but I'm practical about where to execute my impulse. I'm a bookworm and in the tradition of trying to be taken more seriously, I've dyed my fair hair brown. I assume that everything will work out in the end. If it doesn't, at least I had a fun time of it.