Everything You Ever Wanted To Hear

Who (Am I?): You can call me Andrea, the eighteen year old girl with the mentality and humor of a fifteen year old boy. Nice to meet you (I think? Don't prove me wrong). Essentially, I'm a video-game playing, music-loving, nail-polish-obsessing, waitress-ing, comic-book-reading, Grammar-Hammer-ing, story-writing, ramen-eating, cat/Pikachu-noise-making, overly-emotional, lazy-ass almost-freshman-in-college girl with too many hyphens in her personality. As with anyone, there's more to me then I could ever possibly describe in a concise(?) sentence, but that's pretty much the gist of my being.

What (Is This Thing?): I'd say it's a blog, but I think that's a little self-evident. I've been meaning to make one for a while, one that I actually keep up with instead of abandoning after two entries like every other blog I've tried (and failed) to start. Basically it's a little corner of the internet where I can babble/vent/rage about my exploits as a waitress, as well as the games I play, books I read, movies I see in my free time, and other such shenanigans.

Where (Do I Come From?): Only the greatest place on earth - Los Angeles, California. And if you ever call it Cali, I will personally hunt you down and crucify you. But really, think about it: we have Jamba Juice, In 'n' Out, and our own element on the periodic table (Californium, look it up). You just can't beat a state that has San Francisco AND Los Angeles; a state where you could surf and snowboard on the same day (if you don't mind investing in a wet suit). I was born in California and aside from a college-inspired sint in Boston, Massachusetts at the illustrious Emerson College, I plan to live here until the day that I die.

When (Will I Update?): Sporadically. I'm busy, okay? I have a life (kind of), and soon I'll have college to add on top of that. Besides, I'm sure you have better things to do than read my whining highly insightful words of boundless intellect. Go read The Sun Also Rises, quite possibly the greatest book in the history of the universe. Be productive with your life when I don't post my entertaining ramblings at least twice a day. Or something.

Why (Am I Doing This?): Well, I like to write. Like, it's an unhealthy obsession of mine. I also like to talk. And complain. A lot. So instead of calling up one of my friends every time I want to go on a rant about something they could really care less about (which I will probably still do anyways, regardless of what I post here), I can just vent my frustration or excessive joy here. This could potentially prevent my friends' brains from exploding before we hit twenty five, which would be nice because I kind of like my friends a lot. But aside from potentially blown-up brains, I just kind of have a lot to say, particularly about movies.  And people.  And everything. Where better to say it then into the vast void that is the internet?

How (Does This Work?): I'd like to think it's pretty self explanatory. I'll post a review/rant/whatever, then you'll read and (theoretically) respond with a comment, question, argument, bitch-out, or something else along those lines. I'm not one of those people who's all up on that "DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ, BITCHES!" pedestal shit. Don't agree with what I have to say? Tell me. I like a good challenge. Hit me up on AIM, shoot me an e-mail, even present me with a little rant of your own on the Talk Back page. I love talking to people. But don't be stupid about it. Really. At least attempt to think before you type. It's not so hard when you try. I promise.

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