I go by both Jill and Jillian. I am seventeen and a junior at a prep school. Don’t jump to conclusions of vanity or stubbornness in a state of uncertainty without giving me a shot to prove you mistaken.
Just to name a dozen:
Books: The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, Nine Stories, The Hypnotist, The Great Gatsby, The Invisible Man.
Movies: Into the Wild, Adventureland, SLC Punk, Liar, Liar, A Clockwork Orange, American Psycho, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, The Day After Tomorrow, Donnie Darko, The Departed, Anchorman, Napoleon Dynamite, The Rules of Attraction, The Truman Show, Candy, Step Brothers, Pi.
Artists: Chet Baker, The xx, Weezer, Wavves, The Walkmen, Violent Femmes, The Velvet Underground, Odd Future, Ty Segall, Surfer Blood, Sondre Lerche, Slightly Stoopid, The Shins, Sea Wolf, The Unicorns, The Rolling Stones, The Replacements, Real Estate, Radiohead, Pixies, Pink Floyd, The Sex Pistols, Paul Baribeau, Perfume Genius, Passion Pit, Papercuts, Owen, The Outfield, Okkervil River, Neutral Milk Hotel, The National, Nana Grizol, MGMT, John Galm(and his bands), Lou Reed, Los Campesinos!, Local Natives, LCD Soundsystem, The Kinks, Kimya Dawson, Kanye West, Joan of Arc, Jeff Buckley, Jay-Z, The Grateful Dead, Iron & Wine, Iggy Pop, Hüsker Dü, Hurricane Bells, House of Wolves, Harlem, Grizzly Bear, Grimes, old Green Day, Girls, Fugazi, Franz Ferdinand, Frank Sinatra, Elvis Costello, Elliott Smith, Eels, Eddie Vedder, The Drums, The Doors, Donovan, The Dodos, Dirty Beachres, Die Antwoord, David Bowie, Danger Mouse & Sparklehorse, The Cure, Crystal Castles, CocoRosie, Cocoon, Coconut Records, The Clash, The Clancy Brothers, Chromeo, Cat Power, Cage the Elephant, Built to Spill, Buddy Holly, The Broken Family Band, Bright Eyes, Brand New, Bon Iver, Bob Marley, Bob Dylan, The Black Keys, The Black Ghosts, Beck, Billie Holiday, Best Coast, Belle and Sebastian, Beirut, The Beatles, Beach Fossils, The Beach Boys, Band of Skulls, Band of Horses, The Ark, Animal Collective, Angus & Julia Stone, Andrew Bird, Anarbor, The Accidental.
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I live with my father by choice; my mother is just a few minutes away, just with a few loose screws in the head. My brother is off at college, my sister is off at boarding school, and one of my dogs is with my mother. My family situation is indescribably, pathetically chaotic. I can’t help but reason my corruption is a product of countless tragic downfalls within my family. Alas, to say I have “a” family wouldn’t feel right, but I love my father to bits. I’m so grateful to have him, my house, my education, etc., and the future always holds opportunity for happiness.
History interests me, but nothing more than an occasional, yet powerful, investigation. My admiration and fascination for the sciences, or so my theory has it, overpowers most all potential admiration for other fields of academics. My father brought me up with respect to the science field, more profoundly cosmology, and the laws of physics is my ‘bible’. The enlightenment of how everything works—logistics—has molded me into a person who answers each question with logos continuously in mind. Therefore, French bores me, History bores me, English bores me, as they play such small roles in everything that the courses become seductively dismissive and even foolish.Posted 1 year ago with 9 notes