Ah, what to say? Well, I'll be a Freshman in College in September, woo! All proceeds will go toward the ridiculously high tuition.
My passion is ...
Reading. I've been known to occasionally hole up in my room and read for an entire day without breaks for food or emptying-of-the-bladder.
I know too much about ...
Ebola. It used to keep me awake at night, terrified.
My parents always told me ...
They loved me.
My childhood ambition ...
To be an archaologist and astronomer. At the same time, probably.
My favorite memory ...
Anything to do with my daddy.
Why I write ...
If I didn't, how would I sort out the jumbled mess of thoughts that I call my mind?
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Er, right now? As I write this? Adult Swim on Cartoon Network. Subject to change, o'course.
My first job ...
Tutored a 6th grader for 5 bucks a week.
My best moment ...
Whenever I am proving people wrong.
My inspiration ...
Nature, music, and the dark depths of my dreams.
This issue is very close to my heart. When I was 9, my father was diagnosed with kidney failure, and had to go on dialysis. It was grueling for him. It sapped most of his energy, and I watched my dad slowly get more and more tired as the weeks, months, and years progressed.
About a year after he started dialysis, I read an article in a magazine about a girl who donated one of her kidneys to her father. I was ecstatic! I knew we had the same blood type, so I rushed to my parents and informed them that I would give daddy one of my kidneys. They smiled and told me I was too young, and...
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