People see me as a chef, a baker, a chemist, a botanist, a genius, a crackpot, anything you can name under the sun. The thing with interests is that the more of them you have, the more ways you are viewed by other people. I have so many interests that I can barely prioritize them; firebreathing or swordfighting or cooking, which one is my favorite? I like to keep my talents close to my heart. They mean a lot to me, they ARE me. Without my skills, who am I? Nobody. That’s who I am. A person who doesn’t matter one way or the other. I matter. Each of my traits are a part of me, when they all are mixed up, that’s me. Just a mixture of all my loves and hates, my successes and my flops, my happiness and my sadness. So whatever way people see me, I just see me, as me.