I'm 24 years old and still have a semester (ish...don't ask it's ridic) in college for my BA. Yes, it does make me feel like an idiot on most days. I still don't know what the hell I want out of life. Probably because my dreams do not lie within where my actual talents are. I'm not a happy person despite the front I put forth. I would like to be happy, but unless there is a magical transformation I don't see that happening. I'm fat deal with it, I know I try to.
I love to travel but never get to because I'm perpetually broke. I love Broadway more than anything else, especially RENT and Into The Woods. My dogs are the loves of my life and I might throw myself off a bridge when they die because most days, Snickers and Taffy are the only ones that care. My playlists have been known to give people whiplash with how they can go from heavy metal to showtunes.
I have had the same best friend since third grade, but I've been mostly traded in for her boyfriend. I like to drink but not like to party. I think it is stupid the way that people at RMU have to be drunk to do anything. I haven't had a real date in three years, but the two guys that were nothing but a blip on the radar pop up out of fucking no where all the time, which drives me insane.
I dislike most tv shows except for Heroes and Chuck. But I do have an odd fascination with The Girls Next Door, which the ONLY reality tv I will watch, and anything on The Food Network.
I work at Starbucks and 99% of the time I love it. There is nothing quite like getting your barista on during a huge rush, very zen to be honost. I've met some bombass friends at this job too which just makes it all that much better.
Eccentric? Not really. Unique in my own way? Definitely. Keep this all in mind and we will get along splendidly.
