<p>I was scouring the internet for some inkling of a semblance of an idea about what my future classmates might POSSIBLY be like (the episode was inspired by dream in which I’m walking around the Amherst campus and everyone is saying ‘hi’ and waving, but when I try to actually strike up a conversation, they essentially stare at me blankly… a breed of surface “niceness” that gave me the way eeebiieee jeeebiees) and I stumbled upon this MAGNIFICENT thread. :)</p>
<p>I’m either shy or I’m not. Today I’m not.</p>
<p>I’m a 17 year old Californian “studying” abroad in Northern Italy. People here tend to think I’m drunk when I’m not. I guess it’s kind of hard to conceive that I could be having this much fun without the aid of a substance. Though, I’m not by any means straight-edge. I. Am. A. Responsible. Social. Drinker. Last week I had a love affair in Venice and got a personal show of it’s magic in a boat blasting Red Hot Chili Peppers with a boy who spoke poetry. Actually, I’m kind of worried that this is the peak of my life and that everything is going to go downhill from here. I mean, could it get any better? My other greatest fear is that I will accumulate cats with age. I don’t particularly like them, and I don’t think that *****iness counts towards personality. However, it may happen as a result of the fact that I have a wall around my heart thicker than a really thick milkshake. With friends, though, I am loyal and I trust to no end, kind of like a puppy. People come to me for advice. I find something to like in everyone. The only personality trait that pet-peeves me is when people take their intellectual-ness too far. There was this one guy I dated who was smart as can be but in reality a black hole of personality. At one point, after he had succeeded in making DDR, ping pong AND foosball disastrously boring, I asked him if he was capable of telling a fart joke. He said no, and it was over as soon as it started.</p>
<p>Things I like: food that tastes ‘summery’, miso under the stars, my tattoo (probably the only thing I’ve ever done on a TRUE whim… I’m laid-back on the surface but deep down, NOT SO MUCH), careening down the coast in my insanely old red convertible with my favorite ppl, cobblestones, seedy places, befriending boys with intelligent humor who indulge their inner-child, snowboarding (POWDER!), being challenged</p>
<p>Things I’m good at: school, befriending people completely different from myself (life would certainly be dull if I didn’t), doodling like a maniac, coherently arguing things that are completely incoherent, day-dreaming in extreme detail, writing poetry (though I find it in actuality hopelessly droll and wish my talent was elsewhere)</p>
<p>I am not a hippie.</p>
<p>Things I truly suck at: REMEMBERING NAMES, asking for help from my friends when I need it, taking compliments, dancing/drumming/anything that requires rythm, getting my lazy rear to the gym without someone pointing a gun to my head (anyone need a workout buddy in the fall?)</p>
<p>I too enjoy borderline-offensive humor. </p>
<p>I also have no idea what I want to do, but for the moment, Doctors without Borders sounds meaningful or maybe I’ll just be Atticus Finch… who knows?</p>
<p>Well, ok, I wrote a lot. Seriously can’t wait to meet y’all!!! You seem so friendly! Let’s make class of 2010 the class that can conquer the world while laughing…</p>