I am a twenty year old university student living in a state of southern discomfort. My A game is to marry rich and be a stay at home mum, but my back up plan is this special education thing I'm majoring in. I'm hoping to get my masters in special education in early intervention and blind/low vision (hello, Columbia University.) I have a hard time spending even five minutes not sounding like I mean serious business.

I'm a former NCAA division one student-athlete, but a broken spine and a shitty coach were two reasons more than I needed to quit swimming. I live in the nicest apartment complex on campus( thanks, merit-based aid,) sleep on satin sheets, and can be unbearably snobby. I eat too much chocolate, drink too much coffee, and want too much, too much. I'm quite uncaring, do far too much swearing, and if you examine my behavior you'll find I'm a creep. I like nonfat lattes from Starbucks, Doublemint gum, black nailpolish, backrubs, and swimming in the rain. I dislike capital letters, eye contact, drama, confrontations, and the idea of growing up. I'm quite possibly addicted to caffeine, the internet, retail therapy, facebook, writing, and making fun of unsuspecting education majors.

I'm this big photography nerd, even though I'm not particularly good at it. Check out my flickr.