I have one tattoo, on my right forearm. I love body art, and already have three more planned, when money allows. I consider myself to be ambitious and passionate, yet also sympathetic, loyal and caring. Helping people is one of my main kicks in life, whether it's helping the occasional tourist find their way, teaching people new skills, or simply being there for friends when they need it, it's truly the one thing in life I really love.
I'm in my final year of an arts-based course at University, dreading rejoining the, what I call "real world". To relate to the latter half of the previous paragraph of this long-winded text, I'm writing my dissertation and creating my final major project on notions of art as therapy and catharsis.
Despite the aforementioned making me sound like a complete bore, I am actually a laugh sometimes, and there's nothing I love more than getting completely wrecked now and then with friends and dancing like a decapitated emu at some atrocious club or other.