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NAME: Justin, AKA Cheasekhake (pronounced "cheesecake")
ROLE: Eddie, anything and everything I'm needed for
LOCATION: Thonotosassa, Fl
BIRTHDATE: in reference to your calender, the end of my nonexistence falls somewhere during the fourteenth day of the ninth month of the ninteen hundred and eighty-fifth year
OCCUPATION: Student/Bartender/wannabe philosopher
HOBBIES: Gaming, being cool, finding new ways to bring joy into others' lives
HOMEPAGE: -
E-MAIL: Justinksmith@gmail.com
ON CAST SINCE: April of 2005, I think
PREV CAST(S): -
OTHER: umm, I need lovin, so...I command you all to fall in love with me...immediately *waits*
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| .: BIO :. | Written 12/23/05 |
According to those who were responsible for my conception, I'm not an accident, regardless of the fact that I conviently was born nine months following New Years. By the time I was two or three, it was already obvious that I was cool, and had inherited the intelligence of my mother's family. Calling upon my superior reasoning skills, I quickly deduced that my brother, too, was smart (smarter than me, in fact) and pretty cool, so I studied him and his interests, taking them and sewing the seeds for the path my life has thus far taken. Devastatingly, but surprisingly helpful to my personal growth, I was wrenched from my comfortable if unhappy life with my dad at the age of fifteen, and moved to live with my mother, who also decided to move, which placed me in Tampa, where I currently reside. Everything I am now was somehow shaped by my best friend Andrew. Forever I will remember how I compared myself to him, thinking myself inferior in every way. Great was my surprise when I broke away from his influence and realized I was a god among nerds. Happy though I was, I seeked out those who shared my interests, but also my intellect. In theater, I found what I was looking for. Just being around the right-brained glory that is theater, I realized that my inferior motor-skills hadn't completely limited my creativity, as I had previously thought. Knowing all humans needed a way of expressing themselves, I dove in. Lo! My road to self actualization was set. Never again would I be bound by the constraints of my left-brained mind, and with my shatttered self-esteem finally on the mend, I surrounded myself with friends who were a little less abusive than those I had left in Tulsa. On to more things about me, so that I may finish this alphabet game I so foolishly started. Poor my mother is not, and I have become a bit of a spoiled brat, but I try not to let it go to my head. Questing for knowledge, I observe and log as much of the world around me as is humanly possible, which leads to why I cannot forsake my left-brained side forever, and now am double majoring in theater and electrical engineering *sigh*. Reality intrigues me, but I see it with sight as clear as...*sigh* clear as mud, always clouded by my damnable optimism. Shall I continue to entertain? Tchaw! Unbelievable bullshit can come from my mouth and fingers, which is especially odd considering how horrible of a liar I am. Vampires are angsty. Why did I write myself into a corner? Xavier still kicks ass, and Patrick Stewart was perfect for the role. Yon bio's end is now in sight. Zoinks!
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| .: PICTURES :. | Updated 12/23/05 |
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