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Jackie AndersenMrs. McIntoshSpeech block 3January 13, 2009I am internally hyperactive, a chaotic fountain of energy. Being a major introvert, myenergy comes from my emotions. If I did not channel the energy and kept it inside me, I would probably be a very disagreeable person. Instead I channel it into everything I do, using it to keepgoing even if my body wants to crash to the earth and sleep. I expect a lot from my teacher, as Iaspire to become a lawyer and move on to become a JAG. To do so I’ll need the ability to be ableto get up in front of people without feeling like I’m going to have to stab myself just to getthrough the ordeal. But I expect truly a lot more from myself than from any other person.There never was a single day or instance that I became this way. Time changes all things but music shaped most of who I am. My imagination did the rest. I realized about the seventhgrade that more than anything else, music made me happy. I did not want to be the one whomade the music; I don't have the patience to sit down long enough to learn. But if anything canaffect me so much, it would be music. It's as living as the people who make it. In a way, I'maddicted to it. If I am quiet on the outside, on the inside my mind is raging out of control withmusic lyrics and tones occupying my thoughts, feeding my energy to some internal source linkedto my brain and my imagination. If I am loud, insane, unable to sit still or just start bouncingaround, that's the sounds breaking through, making me an eternally cheerful person. The energyflows out of me in waves, sometimes I can't stop myself from jumping up and down, or doingsome random movement of my hands to convey what I'm feeling.
 
At home, I have a war raging on. When I'm at home alone and I know I won't bother anyone I have a kind of tendency to bounce around in the computer chair, always listening tomusic while I play World of Warcraft. It's PVP (player versus player) for the brain, the Horde andthe Alliance vying for the top number of honorable kills, killing blows, and ultimately the win. Iam for the Horde the whole way. I do remember the day I realized how competitive I am. It waswhen my undead rogue hit level fifty-one and I was finally able to enter Alterac Valley. I hadnever had much fun in Warsong Gulch, capturing flags, or in Arathi Basin, camping the flags inorder to score the two thousand points needed to win. I lost the first battle I played in Alterac, butI didn't mind losing the first time, my mind went blank with wonder and a burning need to be atthe top of the killing blows list exploded and I went after that goal with a literal bloodyvengeance. I have been at the top more times than I can count, out of a maximum total of eighty people in one battle and more than three years experience.I do not always feel hyperactive, I cry easily under stress or pressure, and some days Ifeel downright numb, just don't mistake me for being weak. I used to hang out with two reallygreat people who unfortunately are no longer with the living. Theo was certifiably mentallyinsane; we called him Sin because he had an avid love for anything dark, gothic, or otherwiseevil. But he wasn't evil himself, he taught me how to fight, to have self confidence, and to laughat myself often for the mistakes I've made in life. Then there was Jezebel, the ever optimisticchick who would nock me off my feet and just make me feel happy no matter what mood Ishowed up in. She taught me to grab the dreams I have for my future and to hold on to them,even if my hands were burning and the world was going to implode.If you think you could handle being around me when I get insane, just give me somethingwith a good amount of sugar. I turn into a ticking time bomb, counting down to when all the
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