jess;; eighteen. first year med student. chronic sufferer of writer's block. french speaker. physics geek. lame to the log base e of thirty seven. often uses math to express the quantity of a certain emotion. or her sarcasm. mostly the latter. and where math fails, she writes poetry. because it's kind of hard to express unrequited lust in terms of math. although, life is rather like a sine graph, and how high you get is dependent on the dilation parallel to the x axis which can be determined by your life experiences...but jess doesn't think she's a nerd. she doesn't study enough. speaks often in the third person. thinks too much for her own good. will tell you not to drown. when you are going to bed. listens to the same song one hundred times on repeat. because listening to a depressing song once just isn't enough. queen of innuendo. insane. wannabe psychiatrist. she thinks. honestly, she has no clue what she wants to do with her life. can have feminist tendencies. believer in God. loves australian football. josh pyke's guitar. toby rand's tambourine. loves singing but can't hold a note. so, instead, she loves her singers. and nice eyes. addictive personality, permanently worried about something. also permanently on guilt trips. because she's very good at that. generally changes her mind thirty seven times. daughter of overprotective parents. happy emo. the jesster. ib graduate. who would've known? loves lyrics more than music. would describe her life with the lyrics to self-conclusion by the spill canvas. is sandra's sexy bitch. solitaire slut. moody cow. has crazy-ass friends. is slowly working on a manuscript. has an addiction to fucked up people. some would call it a magnetic attraction. jess calls it one of two things, depending on how she feels. either an addiction to fucking people up or fucking herself up. normally the former. chocoholic. creative. sketches all the time. when she's not writing. is bringing sexy back. wants to live in paris. in the chateau du versailles. and ride a moped. has spent two nights in paris. seems to always be involved in love triangles, or friendship triangles, or something that requires her to stay up at night worrying because she freaks out that it's her fault. which is a little irrational. coincidentally, that's her middle name. egocentric. self centred. attention whore. loves musicals and acting. writes poetry whenever she's emotional and always starts crying. always. is obsessed with snape and the sex god that is alan rickman. hates showing weakness. hates the fact she has no freedom and parents that refuse to trust her. older sister. terrible sister, worse daughter. loves aladdin. instinctively answers in french. gives objects unoriginal names. such as monsieur vache for her cow wrist pad. actually names and talks to inanimate objects. tends to stare at photos of her friends on her ipod. has a twin. in fact, she has many twins. marvellous at fucking up relationships. questions sincerity by the minute. always needs sleep. hopeless romantic. procrastinator. narcissist. writes when she's emotional. loves hugs and being held. is a sentimental sort of person. pretty sure she thinks too much. believes that eyes are the window to the soul. stubborn. is pretty much insane. has the most amazing friends in the world. is going to be a famous playwright, just you wait. shadowed mind;;

security is the lockless key.
josh pyke, the time i just bought