About Me
Hi.
Uh. My name is Butterfree and I own this website. Obviously my name isn't actually Butterfree, but I said that to emphasize that when speaking to me on the Internet, you should call me either that or Dragonfree, my primary online nicknames. If you really must know, my real name is Hlín (it rhymes with "spleen"), but no matter how good a friend you are to me, I do not want you to address me as Hlín in an e-mail or MSN conversation in an attempt to be more personal (not that I dislike my name, but when I'm communicating in English my brain is firmly in my-name-is-Butterfree mode, and suddenly being confronted with my real name just throws me off, besides that it looks kind of stupid in the middle of English text). I'm a girl and I was born on February 18th 1990 (or the Day of Lunatone in the Reign of Cresselia in the Season of Emotion, if you prefer), making me 18 years old at the moment.
As you could probably tell from my name, I'm not from any of the English-speaking countries. I'm from Iceland, my native language is Icelandic, and I learned English mostly from video games, the Harry Potter books and the Internet, starting when I was ten years old or so and was given Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire in English to plough my way through armed with a huge dictionary. I didn't quite get most of the book, but after reading it the Internet took off with me and now I'd consider myself fairly fluent in the language. Iceland is not as cold as it sounds, by the way. The name Hlín supposedly can mean "earth", but it is also the name of a protector goddess in Norse mythology, and just to make things more confusing, it is also used as a name for a completely different goddess in Norse mythology, because it likes being weird. If you don't believe me, it has a male god turning himself into a mare and seducing a horse away from its owner so that the gods could win a bet. And he got pregnant and gave birth to an eight-legged foal. It doesn't get a lot crackier than that.
Appearance-wise, I'm thin, I have long hair that's been going increasingly more brown over the years although I still insist on calling it blond, I wear glasses, I get freckles, I have a stupidly skewed-looking mouth, my face has scratched-up remains of pimples here and there depending on when you see me, I have a really funky nose, and my eyes are blue. I can raise one eyebrow at a time and do this frequently to indicate skepticism. Right now I wear a retainer although it's not long until I'll be entirely rid of that. And I have really big dangling earlobes, but refuse to get them pierced. I look really stupid when I smile, especially so when it's photographed.
Well, I have a very uninteresting life. I spend most of it sitting in front of my computer and browsing the Internet or writing stories or sections for my website, although I also have a boyfriend that I've been with since November 2006 (who is adorable and awesome, by the way) and do geeky stuff with him when I get the chance. I also go to a really great school full of weird people, and we have a cat who is adorable. I want to be a professional writer, but I'm also interested in psychology, philosophy, programming, genetics and math to a point and could end up doing any of those for a living. I love thinking about philosophical and psychological things in general.
Oh, this is very important: I hate fruit. I find all fruit disgusting and even watching people eat it can make me nauseous depending on what kind of fruit it is. Actually about 70% of what I eat is Kellogg's Corn Flakes. They are apparently reasonably healthy, since I haven't dropped dead from lack of nutrition yet.
I'm a perfectionist to the max (in fact, I suspect I have some form of OCD) with an insistence on redoing everything I do if I'm not satisfied enough with it the first time around. I have a tendency to get temporary obsessions with random things when I discover or rediscover how awesome they are; this has ranged from bands to authors to musicals to films. I'm rather shy (in stark contrast with my boyfriend) and tend to feel awkward talking to anybody but the people I know very closely, although this applies less to online communication than to real life. My What Pokémon Are You? quiz fairly accurately tells me this:
I'm an atheist (meaning that I don't actively deny the possibility that there could exist some sort of deity but merely find it so ridiculously unlikely that it's not worth thinking about) and I'm obsessed with death. Not so much being dead but the phenomenon of dying and the psychology associated with it. I'm particularly interested in suicides and the death penalty in this context. When I was little I made up these really twisted little stories about random innocent people being executed in horrible ways by tyrannical kings just because I found it fascinating.
When I'm online I use a number of names. Butterfree is almost exclusively in relation to this website now, but I'm at most of the big Pokémon forums as Dragonfree. My true unique alias is antialiasis, which I use for e-mail and various non-Pokémon things. Being the perfectionist that I am, I can't stand it when people get my name wrong; it's not BF, Bf, ButterFree, DF, Df, DragonFree or any other variation thereof. For that matter, I also can't stand it when people get the name of my website wrong (it's The Cave of Dragonflies, not "Dragonfly Cave", "Dragonflycave" or "DragonflyCave" despite the URL).
I keep a LiveJournal, but I kind of update it in spurts. There is very little about my personal life in there; it's mostly online stuff, descriptions of my dreams, fangirlism about Jesus Christ Superstar and then my infamously long breakdowns of exactly what I've been doing on my vacations.
You're still here? Interesting. I always thought I was the only person who liked to read long "About Me" sections. Since you've proven me wrong, I'm going to give you a reward: a Secret Link clue!
Page last modified February 18 2008 at 22:49 GMT
