You know what's my theory on all this?! There is no such thing as a fangirl. Or fangurls, as people like to call 'em(which irritates me far more because it suggests NOT KNOWING HOW to SPELL at all). As far as I'm concerned, I am a fanBOY, never mind that I am stuck in this "female" body. I am a fanBOY in every sense of the world, (though I do NOT lust after sci-fic babes. I remain true & loyal to "my kind of scum", Han Solo! Woohoo!)
Fangurls are those disgusting CREATURES who faint & swoon at... Umm... Edward the Twilight sparkling 'vampire'(which is sorta like confusing a TERRIBLE mythical creature with Pretty Pony. Curse you, Stephenie Meyer.)
There are no fanGIRLS, just fanBOYS who are, most unfortunately, stuck in female bodies. Uh. I so fucking NEED to get rid of all these useless spare parts hanging off my chest. Disgusting.
~MidNight The Magnificent
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Make it funny! Or... you could just tell me HOW funny I am. Not that I don't already find myself hilarious, but it's nice to know that the world outside of the realm inside my own head understands me. Somewhat.