I think i can speak confidently, but sometimes i end up naive due to the fact that some people around me look unnecessarily smug. I don't believe in god, always a made-up figure of frightened human minds;in fact,religion is,to some extent, a practice of killing kindness in the name of virtue. However, I love to read and write, although sometimes thought of reading enervates me.I have a habit of getting pissed off and nervous instantly when i, on the spur of the moment, fall in a catch-22 situation and when i completely forget something i should rattle off.