Oh god, to think I've been here for a year, and not felt the need to do this and subdue you readers into learning about me. But I had a change of heart, and change of wanting to prevent your mind-deaths. I'm an evil bastard.

Alright, so to begin with, I'm Lear Rintoul, and I'm nineteen years old, turning twenty early next February. So, soon I won't be able to use the excuse "I'm a teenager!" whenever I think I'm in trouble. I'll need to work on some new material. Preferably my own material, no less.

I live in Perth, Western Australia, where it has been declared the most isolated capital in the world. So, I think we're quite lucky. Less moronic traveller's filling our streets with stupidity, but simultaneously, less good visitors such as big bands. Not cool.

I'm an avid reader, and writing is a passion. I've read fantastic novels such as the Harry Potter series, the three released Inheritance titles (Eragon, Eldest and Brisingr) as well as the Night Angel trilogy by Brent Weeks (The Way of Shadow's, Shadow's Edge and Beyond the Shadow). And I'm in the process of writing two novels, one which is set to be a trilogy, the other has a short-story set during the events of the novel itself and another one is in my head, waiting patiently to be put into words like the others.

I'm also a gamer-geek, being that I play many a PSX, PS2 and Xbox 360 game, until my 360 got the dreaded Red rings of death, at the very least. I have decided to purchase an Elite to have a lower chance of gaining the red death again. But I am happy with the survival time my original had: roughly two years, which was uncommon, as most of my friends have had their's replaced at least once.

I have an addiction to all kinds of music, most likely this is due to my father's career and background: musician. Apparently, I also received his talent, but as I am exceedingly LAZY, I never really bothered too hard when I was learning acoustic guitar, though after the Nickelback concert I just went to, I'm now really reconsidering buying an electric guitar and getting into it again. Though I still wish to buy a drumkit and learn those, also.

My music taste consists of a big jumble. I'll give some samples here, as otherwise the list would be incredibly massive.

Sick Puppies, Nickelback, Metallica, Slipknot, Motorhead, Three Day's Grace, Skillet, CKY, Korn, Apocalyptica, Linkin Park, Bullet For My Valentine, Avenged Sevenfold, Skankfunk, Boom Boom Satellites, Smash Mouth, Smashing Pumpkins, Something For Kate, Stratovarius, Taxiride, Thrice, Voltaire, Van Halen, Weird Al Yankovich, 30 Seconds to Mars and many, many, many more. Too many here, as is.

I have strong morales and am quite often a terrible judge of character, if many of my previous friendships are anything to go by. But I'd like to think that's changed, as has my maturity in this past twelve months. I've made some new friends that I already trust completely. And only a few of my older friends really have my trust now, since they haven't done anything to change that.

I hate losing friendships however, but if they aren't doing me any good, then I have come to the decision that losing them is for the best. It's a matter of opinion, yes. But at the same time, it's a matter of how much pain they are causing, and if grief is it, then they aren't really that good a friends, are they?

I am an anime-enthusiast. I have cosplayed characters (so far; Final Fantasy's Sephiroth, Kingdom Hearts 2's Riku, D.N.Angel's Krad and working on The World End's With You's Beat and Disgaea 2's Mid Boss) and I have to say, I am a sucker for a romantic kind of storyline. D.N.Angel is my all-time favourite anime and it's just so adorable and it's highly romantic with very 'good and evil' themes. Especially the theme of "looks can be deceiving" with the good guy looking like the bad guy, and the bad guy looking like a good guy.

I'm a sucker for that kind of thing, and not just in fantasy. I'm a hopeless romantic as far as romance is concerned in real life, as well. You might call me a pansy, or a fag, but that isn't true. A romantic side is a good thing to have. It's better than being a self-obsessed turd, any day.

I'm a collector of many a thing. I collect plushies (well, used to...haven't got any in quite some time), action figures of my favourite characters and most importantly, my collection of blade's, which I'm proud of thus far. I own the Masamune replica (Sephiroth's grand katana, which in person is about six feet tall), Zabimaru replica (Renji Abarai from Bleach's 'Zanpak'tou' and - though I don't remember it's name - Toushirou Hitsugaya's Zanpak'tou, along with a pair of twin blades, much resembling butterfly daggers, that are 'supposedly' FFXIII's Lightning's blades. As I recall, she has one weapon; a gun-morphing sword. And I want that. It's epic. I also have a wooden Gunblade replica, though I wish I had an actual Gunblade, how my life would be mostly complete with such a weapon. I wish to obtain Riku's Way to the Dawn keyblade, for when I next cosplay (a perfected one, no less) him, and just because it is my favourite gunblade, as it is. My collection's of anything are far from complete, but they'll build over time.

As far as religion is concerned, I do my best to keep away from it. As I'd rather remain fairly agnostic (believing in the concept of a higher power, but no one god or religion) and I don't like those who try and force religion upon others. If you choose religion of your own free will, then you can stick to it. But if you fall into the trap of being lured by usually false pretenses, then I honestly won't aid when you want out. It's your decision, and I like to keep away from it.

Oh, this is probably really late in the game, but I'm fairly long-winded, especially when I want to be really elaborate and in-depth with say, explaining something. Perhaps this explains the SIZE of this journal? Perhaps not.

I have to be as precise as possible in word as well, I hate spelling errors, grammatical errors and the like with a passion, though I am fully aware of making many such small mistakes regularly, which frustrates me.

My sense of humour is weak, at best. I've been told I'm funny, but that's only a rare fixture. Usually I can't wrestle a giggle out of a five year old, in my opinion. But wrestling with a five year old, doesn't get giggles. Tickling does, so perhaps I'll try that once in a while, instead.

I'm currently in a job that I both love and hate. I love my job, hate my pay. Love my customers, hate the fact I'm always left to clean everything AFTER hours, which I don't get paid for after a certain time. The union and wage-lines are gonna get a big cry from me when I get off my lazy, procrastinatory arse and CONTACT THEM.

I've decided on my career for the future, which all depends on me actually getting my Driver's Licence for a MANUAL. Automatic, while more comfortable and easier, are not the licence type my career plan accepts. I need my manual licence to get into the Police Force. And I might spend some time in the army, but this all depends on what happens, first.

I prefer to stay up all night, and sleep the day away, as I'm clearly a night creature...but as I work during the day, rather than the night as I'd like to at this stage, I'm going to have to cut this short here.

A couple other things about me include having been on the wrong end of a car accident when I was twelve. This was not at all helped by my foolishly running out in front of a bus, on a two lane road, and at the same time, it wasn't helped by a speeding woman, trying to rush her mother to the hospital. A good job there. She takes her mum to the hospital, puts a foolish kid there as well.

Perhaps I'll edit more onto this later, but for now...

This has been me. Explaining me to you.

Sorry to those of you who read this WHOLE thing...it must have been painful.

[Minor editting: added a final paragraph, probably more to come.]