I am a very jolly person. I am OBSESSED with books. Of course a potter head. Learning to crochet now. I am learning violin. No matter who you are I am a good listener. Actually books are the only partners who I can vent my emotions. I have such a loving parents who do everything even when I ask nothing. But the problem is I am not who they think I am. No one understands me. I I do something of my character they imagined they are judging me. They tell me we Don't force you but they are forcing me without realizing .