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Firstly, I am an aspiring graphic designer. Kind of, I mean, I would like to pursue graphic design and a range of other creative jobs. I am currently in my second year, completing a Bachelor of Design (Visual Communication) at Monash University. Now, on to the more blogger rant type stuff. Potential, clients and professionals, you can stop reading here, there is no need to read the following nonsense, that is for the blog followers.

About me... about me. Oh. My. Gawd. You are honestly such a massive nerd. Reading about some random person you don't even know and most likely never will. Geez, why don't you go get dangerously drunk or something already, get your social status UP my friend. Clearly, you desperately need to.

Nah... I'm just killing, erm, I mean kidding. KIDDING, again, I'm not a murderer! I swear. Oh and don't judge me for lauging about that, my lord, you don't even know me, how dare you make assumptions about me?

Moving on.. Fine. I hate doing this but I love LOVE LOOVE reading about other people on their sites so I figure I should return the favour for the freaky, like minded people of the cyber world.

Be warned... you are most definitely not about to be entertained, I am bor to the ring.

Ok so, I was born on November 17th, 1990 in a very, posh, snobby hospital in Melbourne, as in the Australian version that was once the capital city until Sydney got all jealous and bitchy, NOT the version in Florida. The rest of my life has really not been posh at all, snobby maybe (definitely not on my behalf) but ah, not posh. I wish. I like to think however, that I'm classy to a certain degree.

As you can probably already tell, I'm terrible at condensing things. When I write or in this case, type, I go on forever. Apologies. Alright so, I know this isn't very unique but I don't know how else to convey portions of what I'm like other than to simply be upfront about it.

I like design, photography, digital art, vampires, the letter V, dancing, darkness, people with dark personalities, new york city, copenhagen, (actually, I just like the idea of scandinavia in general because it's cold and i love winter) london, (actually, scrap that, i just like europe in general, definitely not all of it, but a lot of it) tokyo, old school magicians, music, magazines, old point and shoot cameras, tacky and crappy plastic stuff, video games, comics, books of all kinds, philosophy (ily ily ily), the universe and ze unknown, human observation, big cities, paper, playing cards, fashion design, different styles, op shops, shopping, chocolate, pasta, ice blocks, tights, dresses, latin, french, ancient greek, drawing, my iPod, eurovision, house md, blair waldorf's style most of the time etc etc etc etc. I am also addicted to coke zero and I also like a lot of other things.

Just so you know, I am a dork, awkward and socially retarted, yet I am proud of it, I am not afraid to be a loser. I despise watching people try to act "cool" in whatever shape or form and I know this is such a cliche, but I honestly find fellow awkward people to be the "coolest" people ever. I would like to dye the ocean purple, fly into a blackhole and see eurovision live one day.

Um, perhaps I should name some things I don't really like too. Let's see here... diseases, mortality, the human race in general, incredibly loud spazz people who are constantly yelling and never shut up, seriously, shut the fuck up!, twilight ugh one of the lamest movies ever oh and probably the lamest book ever, optus, thongs (both types i guess), grecian sandals *vomit*, scrubs (the tv show.. soo over-rated), the acronym oic, driving, ignorant morons, close mindedness (is that a word?), the rate at which mobile phone technology is updated, windows vista, iphones, the strong australian accent, scientology, valentines day, turkish delight, the love most men have of angelina jolie, serena vanderwoodsen, science... interesting yet annoying, vegemite, facebook, Peaches Geldof because she moved to New York City and works at Nylon, she pretty much stole my dream. Just because her dad sang I don't like fucking Mondays, do you know how lame that video is? (it's also huh-luh-ruh-uss, so you may want to YouTube that shit) that's enough.

What else can I tell you, If you're already reading you should probably stop about now, but if you still want to know more, than heey who am I to stop you? So I'll be a good salesperson (wtf?) and chuck in some extras! I am cynical and I am definitely a pessimist. After all, Dr. House would be my ultimate human if he was younger and hotter. I have no expectations of anything, well most of the time. At times I am like a robot with no emotion and at other times I am a total emotional titanic. It just depends you know, usually I pretend that I'm inbetween. It's cool, no one really understands me, but to be honest, who really completely understands themselves?

Erm I'm always making plans for everything, basically, I enjoy making plans. My own future plan includes flying to Denmark, hooking up with a Danish babe and moving there until I get my dream job (which is a fashion & general photographer/illustrator/writer/graphic designer/stylist/art director) and then moving to New York City and living happily ever after and when I say ever after I really mean it. I'm NEVER GOING TO DIE. I'm actually immortal, please don't call your scientist friends to experiment on me, thanks! I aslo want to learn how to speak latin and be a drummer in a band. I can't play drums but I've always wanted to learn.

Ok that's 957 words. WOW that's really enough. I'm sorry for seeming like such a conceited bitch.

Thankyou for reading, THE END.