I am an oxymoron: a new classic, a silent scream, a just war.
I am often seen and never seen running through the jungle and jumping over rivers.
I have been known to write full-length novels over my lunch breaks, all about my experiences in different dimensions.
I research psychological behavior of autistic students, I write award-winning folk ballads, I rock and I roll.
Occasionally, I run for five hours in a row.
I woo men with my sensuous and godlike obsession with the human brain, I can tie thirty different types of knots, and I cook twenty-five-minute rice in twenty minutes.
I am an expert in tree-branch photography, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Colombia.
Using only an empty paper-towel roll, and plastic canvas box, I once single-handedly created a high-end bunk-bed.
I once saved the life of a three-legged turtle, started my own dog-walking business, and used all its earnings on treats for my clients.
I can play a 12 string guitar, I was scouted by backstage.com, I am the subject of numerous articles, and I once sent a letter to The Cheetah Girls requesting an audition - I may or may not have received a letter back.
When I’m bored, I watch Swan Lake on repeat or I learn how to play Moonlight Sonata on the piano by ear.
I enjoy dancing to the Backstreet Boys with my golden retriever.
I occasionally draw millions of flowers in the corners of my homework assignments, and I often fidget.
On Wednesdays after school, I tutor a Bangladeshi student and use my earnings to educate a child in India.
I am an articulate artist, a passionate analyst, and a ruthless debater.
Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of greeting cards.
Once, I was almost abducted by a blue-eyed Cuban.
I don’t limit myself, and when I do it’s with portions of my homemade lemon zested cake.
I have performed spoken word poetry
I invested in a startup company committed to shapes.
I performed CPR on a bumble bee.
I can survive in the wilderness for 30 days with only a bow and an arrow.
I commit myself to ending child trafficking in India - through providing a place for children to learn.
I dream of traveling the world, ending child violence, spreading healing through music.
I once slept on a pile of books to prove a point.
I have read the entire Magic Treehouse series.
I once read When Breath Becomes Air, Gifted Hands, and The Chronicles of Narnia in one day and still had time to construct an Ikea desk.
I once gave bread to a homeless man - who ended up yelling at me screaming, "I AM NOT A DUCK".
Once I have almost had an arranged marriage to a hotel manager’s son.
My greatest fear is Antarctica, but my “run a marathon on seven continents” dream requires me to face my fear.
While on vacation in Oceanside, I successfully negotiated a $25 necklace down to $9.
I once adopted a puppy from a homeless shelter.
I once broke a “first timers” archery record and was gifted a special pen and signed dart board for my achievement.
I once donated half of my closet to a child with no clothes.
Once my French teacher asked me to come and live in her house.
Once I was a cleaning lady’s assistant.
The first meal I learned to make was a cheese sandwich.
I used to believe that washing dishes was a hobby.
I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep with a bag of frozen green beans on my shins.
I act, I sing, I science, and my bills are all paid.
On weekends, to let off steam, I sing to old people and pour hot chocolate into styrofoam cups.
Years ago I found the answer to world peace but forgot to write it down.
On birthdays, I ask for skills, like the opportunity to learn the violin.
I breed prize-winning peas.
I believe in the power of the human mind.
I believe that my purpose extends beyond a doctorate degree,
and,
I believe that college will allow me to find the intersection between neuroscience and freedom.
This is who I am.