I am nineteen years old, 55 minutes younger than my twin brother, Danny (I know, my poor mother.) I’m journalism major and I have a love/hate relationship with words. I go through probably ten journals a year and am constantly writing things down, thinking about writing something down, or hating what’s been written on the page. I also love to read; my favorite author being Chuck Palahniuk. I’ve lived in and around this beautiful city of Chicago my whole life and I will probably never leave…at least not permanently. I have a horrible mouth that often puts me in uncomfortable situations with conservative acquaintances. I love Diet Coke.

            I hate that I don’t have a job at the moment because being broke for 99 percent of the week really limits what I can do for fun…and food. I strongly dislike the boys who live in the dorm room next to mine because they blast horrible techno music at all hours of the night. I’ve always had a terrible time sleeping because my mind never slows down. I constantly worry that I’m going to miss something exciting or important. I hate that I always feel the need to alter or change my appearance (bring on the weird piercings and tattoos that my mother will yell at me for.) I don’t mind being short but would appreciate a couple extra inches. Maybe then I wouldn’t receive that eyebrow raise by the same check out lady at the 7/11 where I buy my cigarettes; nearly every day. I hate that I smoke. I’m a smart girl with an accepting nature and confidence in my morals and beliefs. I’m a great listener and have two (small) shoulders that will always be there for friends and loved ones who are in need of a little support; they make nice arm rests.