SAMUEL L JACKSON TIME
I am here, throwing my weight around. I am currently unmotivated, and I find less and less drive in every day of my schooling, but it’s just a phrase; the weariness through which I tread my weekdays will be shaken off as the year turns. I do not have elegant fingers or a slender build. I am not radiant or enigmatic. I come across as slightly haughty. My gait is that of a tall man, although I am neither tall nor a man, and I am partial to the lifestyle of a stereotypical bachelor. If left to my own devices, I would be both revoltingly disorganised and liable to move only slightly more often than a rock.
Since I first wrote this I have been accepted into the Victorian College of the Arts to complete a Bachelor of Film and Television, and find myself thrust into a world I could never have imagined being a part of. Motivation returns in the form of creative drive and I find myself slightly more inclined to keep myself showered.