I am what, is, and hip.
My Self-Summary
getting drunk is pretty great. i also used to smoke a lot of pot. i
like post-modernism and using the word simulacrum as often as
possible.
i'm pretty good at compartmentalizing so that I can get my shit
done.
A few things I'm afraid of: paper cuts, centipedes, rape, death,
commitment and rejection.
I sound like jodie foster when she played the teenage prostitute in
Taxi Driver. I'm not sure if I'm proud of this or upset about it.
Trying to come to terms.
What I’m doing with my life
majoring in film studies and english. Not looking for a
relationship. enjoying being single.
almost done editing my short film. trying to get someone to write
me a score. working on correcting the sound and shit.
I’m really good at
I am pretty good at writing, shmoozing, kissing, moderndancing,
minor manipulations of the opposite sex, being one of the hotties
of the film studies program(well there's only like one other girl
in my year, so it's not hard), blowing the biggest fucking smoke
rings, word games, throwing and catching footballs.
The first things people usually notice about me
christ, definitely not my eyes, for the love of god, people.
everyone thinks their eyes are so goddamn interesting, but they're
really not. usually.
but uh, seriously, probably the gap in my front teeth? I don't
know. fuck i'm crazy.
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
A) Time's Arrow, Siddartha, Sound and the Fury, Nightwood, The Sun
Also Rises OH THESE MODERNIST SENSIBILITIES OF MINE
B) MASH, O Brother Where Art Thou, Withnail & I, Vagabond,
Volver, anything that Wong Kar Wai even touches.
C)"What is Hip" by Tower of Power, "Tusk" by Fleetwood Mac, "5446
That's my number/Ball and Chain" by Sublime, "Oh You Pretty Things"
by David Bowie.
D)indian food
The six things I could never do without
1. makeouts/sex.
2. FILMS.
3. a dry red wine of some kind.
4. a fine belgian wit beer!
5. writing (poeTRY or screen writing)
6. a gym (or else I will fat pretty quickly)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
WHAT THE HELL WILL HAPPEN TO ME ONCE I GRADUATE AND MY COLLEGE NO
LONGER PAYS FOR ME TO GO THERE.
THIS IS A BIG CONCERN FOR ME RIGHT NOW.
On a typical Friday night I am
going to parties, getting a little inappropriate with a male.
tipsayy.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
if hang overs didn't give me panic attacks I would get drunk a lot
more. a curse and a blessing, I guess. tT
You should message me if
you a fine ass bitch.
edit: if you understand that there's almost no possibility of us
meeting in real life.