I'm a student who feels proud and honored to be learning.
I'm usually smiling about life (except when I'm not).
I ride a bike (and just stopped bitching about it).
I like to think I'm a fairly level headed and respectful person. But my patience for douchebaggery is dwindling steeply as I age.
Sometimes I talk a lot. Sometimes I'm quiet. Sometimes I'm leering. Sometimes I'm all of the above at the same time. (Also, sometimes I like to start sentences without "I" for effect).
I want a garden. Someone take me somewhere where I can have one. Thanks. (Or be ok with me going somewhere where there is one and you staying here.)
Note: This "I" blurb is meant to be ironic and cute because it's a self summary. Get it? If you don't get it then maybe this is not where you want to be.
So today I was having lunch with a friend and I said "I just want to meet a boy who is nice, thoughtful, non douchey, cares about the environment, thinks about things.. tall. And plays an instrument."
"why an instrument?"
"so he can serenade me. Duh."
"Good luck with that."
"Hmm, he doesn't have to be tall....?"
Thinking I'm being empathetic.
I'm really bad at...
"I didn't know Harry Potter was so hairy.." OR
(Most likely) my voice.
Movies: I'll watch anything really. Especially love: Kill Bill, LOTR, Star Wars. New and old movies. Breakfast at Tiffany's, Dial M for Murder, The Heiress, etc. Before Sunset/Sunrise, and other love stories.
Shows: The Good Wife, Downton Abbey, Homeland, Mad Men, Scandal, Veep (stellar), Game of Thrones, Colbert, Family Guy, 30 Rock, True Blood, Nurse Jackie, Girls (it's really hilarious, don't be haters).
Music: R&B, "Alternative," "Indie." Sade, Alicia Keys, Norah Jones, Belle and Sebastian, The National, David Bowie, Nneka, Beyonce, Coldplay, Corinne Bailey Rae, Mary J. Blige, Little Dragon, Air, Carole King, Elton John, Erykah Badu, The Beatles, Etta James, Feist, Gorillaz, Jill Scott, the xx, Robyn, Peaches, Muse.
The smell of freshly cut grass
And the feelings that comes from reading a good book. For example:
"Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. And she kissed my cheek and whispered so nobody could hear.
'I love you.'
I knew she meant it in the friend way, but I didn't care because it was the third time since my Aunt Helen died that I heard it from anyone. The other two times were from my mom."
What is love and why is it so important to me.
What I want from my life.
Why is there sometimes too much time and other times not enough at all.
Why people are dishonest.
What I'll name my kids.
Also, If you're mellow (but not detached or indifferent) and think it's important to (try to) be happy even if you're not feeling it right now.
I also think it's important to be self-aware and mindful of the effects of your actions/words. (Whether you message me or not.)
Also, if you want to talk about global health and/or the shocking health care disparities in America (and around the world).