I have a very bad twitch in my shoulder and neck. Sometimes I'll sit in class shrugging my shoulders and roostering my neck incessantly, and I get rather self-conscious about it.
I often ask very strange, out-of-place questions. In Physics today, for example, I brought up the question of how many Eiffel Towers were in my French teacher's room. Around forty-seven.
On that note, I'm one of the best French students in my class and it embarrasses me. Nobody else tries; I wish they would.
While classes like Literature and Drama are my favorites, I feel much more comfortable with things like math and science, wherein there's only one right answer and I don't have to worry about how my teacher will interpret it. I'm conflicted.
I harbor a deep fear of mob mentality, and expect to die at any moment at the hands of another human being.
My beard makes me look like I'm <20 years old.
