The Cookie Giver can give cookies... and take them away.
So, who is the brilliant mastermind behind this website and its awesomeness? you ask.
I'm not telling.
Terribly sorry, but I don't fancy to some creepy stalker (or even a nice person, for that matter) showing up at my doorstep with a gun pointed in my direction and a plan to kill me (even if it's just because they can't be content with having someone as great as myself making them look bad just by exsisting). So, I figured that if I just avoided all topics of conversation that involve telling you the location of my doorstep, I ought to be alright.
I will tell you a few things about meself, however. Just not the location of my doorstep (or any other part of my house) and not who I am. I will simply list a few things that are interesting, or at least not boring, but will not allow you to find out who I am.
I wear a watch.
I have hair on my arms.
I only have one ear on the left side of my head.
I have amazingly flexible toes, able to pick up objects ranging from a small bag to a single sheet of paper.
I have a gift for fighting through crowds quickly and efficiantly.
I am a supurb knot-untier.
I frequently declare that things that are not words are words. Like "untier." That is now a word meaning someone who unties things, often knots.
I am a perfectionist and perhaps even slightly OCD. This gives me an advantage in most school situations, excluding groupwork.
I ride a llama to school every day.
I am not the kind of person to lie to your face, but I may lie to you on this website.
I transform into a mongoose when the moon is full.