The date and time it is minus December 29th, 1991 at approximately seven o'clock in the morning equals my age.
I have a wonderful boyfriend named Jeff who is my everything.
I have an obsession with Marilyn Manson, Motionless in White, astronomy, science in general, and Stephen Hawking.
I am a physics major, astronomy minor, and I play the piano.
I love heavy metal.
I'll beat you in chess.
My personality type is INTJ.
I'm a raw vegan and I don't have a religion.
I am very misanthropic.
I'm straight edge. (Which means I don't do drugs or consume alcohol.)
I would waste time telling you about who I am, yet I'd rather you find out by yourself.
I’d be selfish to commit suicide considering how much scientific potential I have, and I’ve dedicated my life to science a few years ago, and I’m not one to back out of dedication. I may be miserable, I may hate my life, and I may feel too proud and too damn good to be on such a planet filled with moronic imbeciles, yet I can’t find it in me to kill myself and to let scientific discovery down. I’ll be dead when the universe decides to kill me. Until then, I must fight in order to further human knowledge regarding how this universe works. I may really want to take a knife and slit my throat with it now, yet when I get my PhD in physics or astronomy in the future, I’ll be looking back at myself and being thankful that I didn’t. Science is the ultimate love of my life, and I shall live in order to witness and help science flourish.
Jamie, you’re beautiful, strong, intelligent, and unique, and you have a long way to go before I let you (who is myself) die.