if i were a superhero, i'd call myself "Amoeba Girl". i don't know who or what i am. what are my boundaries, my limits, what matters to me, what makes me tick? these are the questions i feel i should know the answers to already, but i don't. i feel more at loss about those questions, of these questions unending. am i striving for something that i really care about, or is it all just a whole load of manure? i might do quite a good job of filling out images that others have of me, but if you look really closely, you'll find that whatever image you have of me is very thin, and that it's got flaws, major major flaws. i'm not bona fide. if you flip me over, you'll find a "Made in China" sticker on the bottom (or rather, "Made in Indonesia").
Current Residence: okazaki
Favourite genre of music: jazz, fusion, swing, electronica
Favourite photographer: annie leibovitz
Favourite style of art: contemporary, editorial
Operating System: mac os x
MP3 player of choice: creative zen, ipod nano 5th gen
Favourite cartoon character: tony tony chopper, cheshire cat
Personal Quote: i chose the road less travelled. now i'm wondering where the hell i am.