I'm 5'11, my mom says I'm handsome**, and I'm currently into the whole weightlifting/diet thing. My greatest interests lie in multiple branches of philosophy, but I'm currently majoring in accounting for monetary purposes (I love society). I graduate from Drexel University in 2010 (unless I die, have a manic breakdown, decide to join the Peace Corps, or just utterly fail). Upon graduation, I'm thinking of traveling. I'm also thinking about not traveling.

**In case no one caught this: This was a joke. And I know many don't catch it because I've received interesting responses. I'm going to leave it, though, because I want to. If you don't like it, you probably wouldn't like my mom.

PS: This is unrelated to anything I've said, but I really hate when people say "cheesin'". I don't know how to express the rage that builds upon me after hearing that word.

consists of learning, considering, and analyzing in order to better my life and others around me (whatever that may mean). Enlightenment being the ultimate goal - frankly, it's the meaning I've applied to this life. Let's just say I like to release people from cages.

It's hard to pinpoint what I'm actually 'doing', but when I have more concrete information concerning this I'll be sure to update my okcupid essays. Thanks for your extended patience during this matter.

being understanding. In other words, I try to address every situation with an open mind, regardless how profound or superficial.

If you come to me with a problem, I will not pass a presumptuous judgment. If I want to help, you'll probably get some of the most unbiased information around. Don't get me wrong: I'm not promising I'll attempt to help you. I make no promises.

No really, I try not to make any promises. I don't like the whole prospect. I can't predict how I'll act, think, or feel at any future moment, so why add another psychological method of bondage to the already immense array of bullshit I'm currently entangled in? There are exceptions, I can feel a sense of giving respect at times, and I can make myself commit (for the right reasons) if I feel good in doing so.

Is this before or after I speak? And, how much are they seeing of me (I'm speaking physically here - we won't even touch on the figurative)? If I approach the person in a cloak, they may not be able to notice much, except that I'm in a cloak. Likewise, if I smile, it may cover up many of my more noticeable shortcomings. This question is bullshit, but I understand the reasoning for it's existence, or at the least the reasoning I've established for it's existence.

I think the best way to answer this question is: It's completely relative to the consciousness noticing.

Book: 'The Giving Tree' (unconditional love, it's very interesting to ponder). 'This is Not a Book', was a good book. That is, if it's a book.
Food: A variety of cuisines, in particular, Japanese (Sushi!)
Music: So many different interests, but the bands 'Tool' and 'A Perfect Circle' stand out.
Movies: Again, so many favorites, but Gladiator, Collateral, Meet Joe Black, Man on Fire, Constantine, Gone Baby Gone, Shawshank Redemption, Lost in Translation come to mind.

What makes you think I'm going to let you make the number six?

I wanted to clarify here also, as I've received responses that don't reflect what I was intending. When I say, "let you make the number six?", I am referring to the person (being, whatever) that initially thought of making the amount of things I could never do without, six. Why is the number six? I don't get the significance. The point is, I will not be limited by the number. I apologize omniscient being.

I've seen many people arbitrarily place 'everything' here, and I'd bet none of those people think of everything. And I'd bet a lot of fucking money. Know why? Because I'd win. These people are lying. They are lying to you. YOU. Not to me. They are fibbing to me. Know why? Because I know they're lying.

I try to ponder as many possibilities as I can process at any one given moment. Sometimes I feel crazy, sometimes I feel enlightened, sometimes I feel nothing (actually, this isn't accurate, as the human spectrum of emotion cannot feel nothing; to ask "What is Nothing" renders the question unanswerable. Therefore, to say I'm feeling "Nothing" is lying because "Something" was already notionally created - to even ponder "nothing" renders something!). The most important thing, to me, is to consider. And yes, this means considering even those things that place you so outside your comfort zone you almost lose motivation to live.

What about my typical Monday night? Is Monday not as intriguing? Well why the fuck not? I enjoy Monday. Hell, I enjoy Thursdays usually more than I actually enjoy Friday, because I've worked it up in my head that it's almost the 'weekend!', and I get excited for the following day! However, Friday comes along, nothing fucking special happens, and then it leaves (repeating the cycle). Sure, maybe I'll go out to a bar, a club or whatever these nitwits do in my age bracket, but do I feel more fulfilled having done it on Friday? Absolutely not. What's wrong with staying home on Friday? Generally, and let's admit the truth here, most bars and clubs just suck. No ones fault, but these supposed "social" atmospheres aren't so fucking social after all, are they? It's just one alpha male after another trying to nail the solo hot blonde at the counter. Fuck her, fuck the alpha male, and especially fuck the counter. It's not even comfortable to drink there. It's just one more conformity I'm pressured into taking up the ass to 'fit in'.

I'm attracted to cute feet. Yeah, I don't know what it is, but I am. A lot of people are disgusted with feet, but if a girl has nice feet I've noticed it's usually a reflection of the girl's hygiene in general (which is also a turn on). Yes, I've converted this section to my turn ons. I get turned on, and that goes here, in this little box with pink heading (unless I'm color blind [you can't prove my perception of color anyway, so fuck you])

you're around my age, seeking more than friendship (or at least leave the potential open), enjoy engaging in intellectual discussion on some level (this is the most important one, so take leave if you don't enjoy contemplation), and have a certain independence.

And, if you wish to converse further, please don't message me through this little pink box. Let us just make the wiser decision and use AIM instead. s/n: Zetherin

Oh, and I like sex. See that little icon with that dude fondling the sexy brunette? Yeah, that's me, except I'm not as buff.

Thanks for reading.