Tagged and released into the wild

SO, I got tagged by Jam.

And the secrets come out...

1. I'm not comfortable with myself at all. Period. Nothing at all about me is something I'm proud of, considering I got to where I am today by disallusioning myself as to what I should have been, I forgot who I was and everything I've done up until now is trying to figure myself out. My moments of "quiet reflection" are ones where I'm trying not to say or do anything like I would "normally". People who like me, like a fake, people who like the old me like a half-way-fake person.

2. I like country music, it calms me down and keeps me docile. Don't ask, all you need to know is that I was raised on it and I like it.

3. I have a crush on a friend and it's not the person you think it is. Moving on.

4. When I was a kid, I wanted to be Robin from "Batman and Robin", seeing as my dad was Bruce Wayne (those is his actual first and middle names), now I want to be an actor/voice actor/rockstar/sex god.

5. All beer, and I do mean ALL BEER tastes the same to me. Shut up and let me finish my goddamned statements before you drop yourself down my throat and attack me; TO ME, it's the SAME. TO YOU, it is NOT.

Yeah, that last one, it's nothing to do with anything, but too bad. I'm having a nice Valentine's Day; I have no date or anyone to really be cuddly with today, but that doesn't matter as I have myself and that's all I really need.