AUTOBIOGRAPHY - sort of..

I need not to introduce myself, not only does my name appear on the title page but it kinda describes who I am right now.. evil, deranged, psycho, name it.
I was born on a Tuesday afternoon in a hospital not far from where I live. If you were to ask my mom how I looked like way back then, she would probably tell you that I looked like a fair-skinned troll because although I have fair complexion, my hairs stood up as if I saw a ghost.
Like every attention-seeking kid, my daily exercise would be CRYING. I cry a lot, may it be for some of my needs my parents have overlooked or for no reason whatsoever. For me, it’s like flexing my jaw muscles and tuning my vocal chords at the same time. However, my crying days has taken its toll: my father once scolded me for it. He probably can’t stand my caterwauling. Who would anyway?
I am an average student. I’ve spent my entire elementary and high school years either bullying or being bullied at. I excelled in most subjects except those that give emphasis to numbers and lengthy logical explanations, specifically Mathematics. Mathematics has always been my Waterloo, my nemesis. Ever since I was in Kindergarten, this subject has always been a problem. I don’t know, maybe it's either the subject doesn’t like me or Math isn’t really in my vocabulary. As for English and History, I am confident to say that I did well in these subjects (that is why I’m taking English as my major subject). Computer Lessons, on the other hand, is out of the question: I’m more of a hands-on approach type.
As for hobbies, I spend my pastime either reading novels or writing poetry. In fact, I became the Managing Editor of our school organ, a position I regretted sometime later. But that’s a different story. I don’t ride a bike, roller blade or do activities that require muscular flexibility and agility because I don’t have the guts. If you would ask me if I have a love life, yes I do and I’m proud of it. Period.