My name is Phoebe, and my egg cracked on 11th December so I'm naturally a Sagittarius. I am engaged to Severus Snape, and the colossal adulation I harbour for Mariah Carey virtually boundless. My alter-ego is Blueapple or simply Pheebs, but you don't call me the latter unless we're really close friends. I am odd. I can be very severely OCD about position of staple bullets (and the manner in which papers are stapled together) as well as organisation of words on documents and presentation slides. Come on now, you have to use the same font and bullet throughout.

I am a workaholic, and I dwell in the cavernous dungeons of Hogwarts. My passion lies in public-speaking, and my ambition is to become a Lawyer (a Prosecutor, to be very precise). I love reading, writing, dancing, debating, acting, ice-skating, bowling, baking, guzheng, watching movies and of course, embarking on a shopping spree. I am a petulant egocentric, a presumptuous know-it-all control freak. Not that I mind much. I ramble and whinge a lot, which may rankle you, but again this is my parlour, exclusive to me, so if you find a problem with it then perhaps it means you wish to leave (oh, I am a huge fan of parenthesis, ionising and abusing the punctuation with such shocking frequency I tend to inject mirthful details into my languorous daily word vomit sporadically). I am an ardent aficionado of Humanities, Language and Literature - with the exception of Geography because I just detest it by nature and can't seem to bring myself to like it - therefore I appreciate the shrewd, and the linguistically endowed. My religion is noodles, but I worship PMS: my beacon of hope; my bane of existence. Shelves and shelves of ancient tomes and original, unabridged versions of English classics cheer me up tremendously, alongside Famous Amos/Subway Cookies and delectable Magnum ice-cream (sinful, but nevertheless, delightful indulgence). In addition to a good chick flick accompanied with a cup of Iced Milo/Green Tea and a bundle of cheesy hotdogs.

I have countless queer inclinations and habits, such as to mess up my desk, leave things strewn all over the place even though I have serious issues pertaining to domestic pests, filthiness, clutter and that I am extremely particular about organisation, which elucidates my OCD conditions, more aptly termed 'utter insanity'. I hope to migrate to Britain, visit Paris, Venice and witness the magnificent New York pomp.