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I'm really into music theory, composition, or just listening.
I paint when I can't write. I draw when I can't paint.
I help teach martial arts. I can't dance, but martial arts suffice as my conduit for expression through my body (besides garden variety hand gestures and sex).
I'm also really into linguistics.

My writing spans from abstract to minimal structural constructs, depending on my mood. I'll write the occasional soppy love/angst poem. I'm still young. I don't know much else.

I have tendencies toward depression. Strong tendencies. My feelings toward depression vary. Sometimes I can appreciate how depression gives me an insight by contrast to things I would normally take for granted. But it's hard to see it that way when I'm depressed, obviously.

I lived in Hawaii for 13 years.

In the 8th grade, I attended public school for the first time. (I home schooled from 3rd to 7th, and went to a private school from Kindergarten to 2nd).

In 10th grade, I started having mysterious seizures which eventually forced me to quit school.

I've been to just about every kind of doctor you can imagine, and still no diagnosis. But I'm still hoping. At this point, I'll accept possession as a viable diagnosis.

Sometimes, when I have a seizure, I'll lose my memory. The most time I've ever lost is about three months, give or take.

Arkangel is my real last name.
It is the same as the biblical "Archangel," but my ancestors changed the spelling.

Name an ethnicity, and chances are I have some of that running through my veins. My ancestors have apparently been around the block, if you know what I mean.

I think I've successfully wrung myself dry of every possibly interesting detail. That's about it.

Oh, also; I sincerely apologize if I come across as cynical or morbid. I really am a happy, accepting person. But we all have our moments, and clinical depression is a real bitch.