Eh, I guess now that I have a story out and someone might be reading this that I'll put something of value here.

Nah.

Instead, I'll tell you about myself a little...I guess...maybe.

My name is Bianca, obviously. I try to smile even when I'm sad or mad, so a handful of people call me Smiles/Smiley. Which reminds me of Miley Cyrus, which reminds me of Lindsey Lohan, which reminds me of hookers, so only a handful can call me that.

I ramble. If you haven't noticed.

I like music, all kinds, except techno. Can't stand it.

I read too much according to my family, but I like comedies and romances. I can handle a little angst, but not a lot of drama.

I write, because I love to twist words and make my own story.

I'm half-mexican, which you would never be able to tell, because I'm extremely pale.

I love cartoons and though I don't follow it anymore, baseball. I have a strange love of beards, but not full-grown lumberjack beards, but the short, scruffy ones. And I'm a sucker for anything historical.

I give people nicknames for weird reasons. (ex. Prego cuz: Juno. Brother who hasn't cut his hair in a while: Fluffy. etc.) They all stick even after the haircuts and the baby was born. (:

I'm a dog person, because cats freak me out.

I have a million likes and few dislikes that I could list, but if you're still reading this...I'm sorry for wasting your time with my rambling when you could be reading!(;

Hope you like my story(future:ies) and...enjoy! (: