Friday, September 5, 2008

Well Come...

I will be the first to admit that I am not a very interesting about which to read. The only thing that might make reading about me entertaining is my snarky sense of humour and cavalier disregard I have for seriousness. (It has its time and place. When writing about myself, it doesn't work. My life is not tragic, it is not sad, morose, deserving of pity, or otherwise. It is something to be celebrated.) I like a good laugh.

Anyway. I hope you are well come, healthy and hale.

I am from Suburbia near the land of Chicago. It's a pretty boring place. Nothing much happens there, and kids think they're hard-core if they hang out in parking lots after dark with their parent's car. I suppose it a sort of complacent domesticity. It's a nice place.

Broad, general, vague questions and bad grammar drive me crazy. Hence, I hate answering these kinds of things. It's tedious.
I am a music person. If I am not listening to music, I always have a tune stuck in my head. I have played the piano for the past thirteen years. I have been endeavouring to teach myself how to play guitar for the past year-ish. And the actual time spent attempting to play has been, in total, approximately a month. I also came into possession of a flute. I would love to learn that as well.

I like words. I enjoy playing with words, I enjoy reading words, I enjoy writing (Writing can also be read as 'typing.') words, I enjoy using pretentious diction. I like big words. This is probably one of the major reasons I went into the literature field. (I have a passion for writing poetry.)

I hope to someday be a teacher in one of these lovely lands of Suburbia. I dream to impart my knowledge and passion unto these young minds with which I will be dealing.

Though really... I just hope to find a job. We'll see where the winds take me. (I'm not usually a type to worry about big things. They work out.) At any rate... I am a fairly relaxed person, though secretly (not so secret any more...) I have wild dreams and see myself doing fantastic things, like being the teacher that all of the kids love. However, those all come to a screeching halt when I remember how horribly I tend to fail when speaking publicly under pressure. So really... we'll see just how well this will go over. Unfortunately, I can't tell the future, so to be cliche, time will tell.

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