Post by wickedgent on Dec 14, 2010 21:05:08 GMT -5
seth leo porter.
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[/CENTER]SIXTEEN. JUNIOR. CANADA. KEVIN ZEGERS. ADMIN EDIT.
everything is only as it is.
"What, seriously? Well fine, if I have to say something I will, but I'm not happy about it. Frankly talking about myself amounts to one of the most boring things in the world. In comparison to just about anyone, I have lived a particularly dull life - no traumatic experiences, no dysfunctional family, no mental disorders, no nothing - except, I am allergic to radishes if that means anything and my parents are kind of a drag. But I don't have any siblings. Hell I don't even have a dog. I have an iPod though - loaded with as much music as I could sync into it. Music, one of my only relevant hobbies. I play the piano. I suppose I'm alright with it, considering I've been playing for about ten years. Mom hustled me into it to be honest, but I don't think I've ever hated it. I actually enjoy it as long as I'm not stuck playing twinkle twinkle little star. Honestly I much prefer Brahms or one of Rachmaninoff's scores. You know, classical stuff? No, no not classic rock. I mean Beethoven, Mozart, the stuff that puts all those hardcore rockers to sleep. Not that-
Hold that thought, I don't think I even told you my name. Alright, let's rewind a bit. My name; my full name is Seth Leo Porter. That's about as simple as it gets. My parents fought over it, what with mom wanting to name me Seth and dad wanting to name me Donathan. Guess you can tell who won out in the end, eh? Oh, that's the other thing, for those stereotype junkies. Yes, I am Canadian, to the core. However, I have zero interest in hockey and I think maple syrup is disgusting. Actually, sweets in general are disgusting. Anyway, I was born and raised in Victoria, BC. I attended a typical elementary there as well as Junior High - which was filled with days of more drama than I could have asked for. Not the greatest years, I'm sure my old classmates would have agreed on that. Needless to say, come high school I was magically teleported to Kostine Academy. Well no, not really. I got some fancy invitation and a visit from a faculty member requesting my admittance to the school. Truth be told, I thought it was some big joke, like I was the next Harry Potter or something.
Apparently that was not the case. That's probably a good thing too, seeing as I'm too lazy to play the hero. Which brings me to my current ongoing inquiry. Why am I even here? Hell I'm sure a lot of us ask that question. They say the school is for the elite, but the only thing making me elite is my gradebook. Yeah, I'm a class nerd. I don't know, I just take in information better than other people. I'm also intent on a future - I have the motivation to study. But, don't place the stereotypes just yet. I still have a life outside of my study habits. I enjoy partying, I like drinking with my friends and I've had my fair share of romantic pursuits. I don't wear glasses, and I'm fairly confident with myself. Did I mention I hated talking about myself?
Oh, please tell me you're joking. You want more? Alright if it'll get you to leave me alone. Let's see... my relationship with my dad? Uh, trust me, that's nothing important. He's usually working. Most I ever get to do with him is listen to him talk on the phone to his clients. He works at a law firm. Stuffy and formal and never smiling. Yeah I got dropped with a law abiding citizen as my father, and not just that, but a prosecutor of those who choose to disobey societies ground rules. Unfortunately, he caught me smoking once, back before I came to Kostine - and since then I've never bothered to pick up a cigarette again. I won't even go near drugs. Curiosity might pry me, but dealing with my dad is not something I particularly enjoy. Ah, but alcohol. Haha, that's easier to hide and it doesn't harbor as much of an addiction for me. I'm a casual drinker. Besides, only a couple more years till legal age back home.
Er... what else is there - seriously, do I have to be doing this now? God.. whatever. Okay, I'm easily irritated, I don't really care for obnoxious people and I've been known to be blatantly honest. Oh and if you haven't figured it out by now, I am a guy. I'm also bisexual. Shocker. I like men and women and I've dated both. I don't care who knows about it either. As far as I'm concerned, it has no affect on who I am. that being said, I'm fairly open minded, though certainly not always understanding. Can I go now?
Thank you.
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DEM. SEVENTEEN. GMT-7 MOUNTAIN. FIVE YEARS. PM.
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