Post by dane on Mar 3, 2012 22:56:59 GMT -5
DANE MARCUS VANCE
STUDENT, 24, CONSIDERATE, JUDGMENTAL, STUBBORN, ORLANDO BLOOM
"DANE VANCE, AT YOUR SERVICE. I'M TWENTY-FOUR YEARS OLD AND IN COLLEGE ON MY WAY TO EARNING A BACHELOR'S IN ART DESIGN. I KNOW, TWENTY-FOUR IS A LITTLE OLD BUT I ORIGINALLY STARTED OUT WORKING TOWARD A DEGREE IN MATHEMATICS. I KNOW. A STARK CONTRAST. BUT THAT'S ME, ALWAYS TRYING TO WORK THE LEFT AND RIGHT BRAIN. ANYWAY, I HAVE A BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND, A FAIRLY DECENT JOB, AND I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH ANY MORE OF MY FAMILY'S BULLSHIT REALLY. LIFE'S LOOKING GOOD. MAYBE EVEN GOOD ENOUGH TO SHARE WITH SAID GIRLFRIEND FOREVER...BUT WE'LL SEE WHERE THAT GOES. ANYWAY, DUTY CALLS. I SHOULD GO ON AND GET TO CLASS. ENJOY READING - IT'S A PRETTY INTERESTING READ IF I MUST SAY SO MYSELF."
A POSITIVE OUTLOOK GOES A LONG WAY...
i didn't always used to be so...laid back. to be honest i used to be kind of a tight ass just because that's the way i was and i didn't have anyone around to really tell me differently. i mean i had siblings, yeah, and i guess technically there was always monica but when we were younger, people didn't much pay attention to how high strung i ran. i was just very uptight about everything from grades to girls to how clean my fucking room was. ha, it was crazy! seriously like, until i graduated, i was just very focused. very tight. very....studious i guess is the right word. i've always prided myself on my intelligence and call me arrogant but i'm not afraid to flaunt that i have the capability to exercise both sides of my brain effectively. however, and here's the kicker...intelligence sucks. it really does. it's lonely and it's eye-opening and not always to the things you want your mind left open to. after high school, i was able to take a long look at myself and decide that i didn't much like what i saw. at all. any of it. everything upset me and i was just...i was a wreck. then i moved away for college and everything changed.
i decided to reinvent myself. no more locking myself in my room for seven hours without talking to anyone, no more running on two hours of sleep, no more caring more about books than people. i saw how unhappy the world was and i wanted to do something to change it. so i became who i am today. i surrounded myself with happy, beautiful people who taught me how to look on the bright side of life. i put extra time into sports and clubs and volunteering. i dated, i partied, i had a grand ol' time and after a while i decided that i liked this better. i liked being carefree and honest and just....happy. i cared for others and they cared for me and it was a wonderful, wonderful feeling.
of course, i still have traces of the old dane inside of me. i tend to turn up my nose at those with less morals than myself - drug addicts or alcoholics or just generally mean people. or people who sleep around on their significant others for example, which is why my brother and i are just....we're not friends. i can be really judgmental and i guess that stems from me wanting the best - always. i want the best. no, i need the best. i plan my life out in meticulous detail and when things don't go the way i want them to, i tend to break down. i need organization to breathe and i guess that's a part of me that's pretty bad. i get pretty panicked if things go wrong. but overall, i try to just...be the best me i can be. and don't try to tell me to live otherwise - i won't listen. i won't even really care.
CALL ME HOPELESS BUT NOT ROMANTIC...
i love my girlfriend. i'm not going to beat around the bush, i broke bro code. i did. but i don't care. i love her, would die for her. she means the world to me. we have our secrets. there's a fair share i'm sure she hasn't told me, and i haven't mentioned much about my dating past to her. but that stuff's not important. what is important is that i have her, and i love her.
but if i didn't have her, i'd probably go through the same routine i usually do. i'll be upset for a little while, go on a few blind dates that friends have pre-lined up for me, and then about a week later i'll be back on my feet. maybe not good as new but close. see that's the thing about me: i'm not a romantic. i don't get too caught up in happily ever afters. i want one and honestly with monni, i see one. but i don't thirst for it and get caught up in it the way some people do. the way i see it? shit happens. if you're going to take it really hard every time someone breaks your heart, of course you're going to get hurt. but my coping just has to do with the ability to stretch my brain a little more. i'm not against romanticism - but i don't need it and my brain knows that. it moves on quickly.
not that i'm not sweet on my girlfriends! no, don't get me wrong, i'm very sweet. i listen to them, actually listen, and try to help them and i'll do little things for them. surprise them with gifts or pick up around the house to ease a little bit of the load. but i'm not horribly romantic. i'm not going to always take you out to nice dinners and we'll probably never go dancing and when it's raining, i'm more concerned with keeping you dry so you don't catch a cold than kissing you. i don't have all the words in the world to describe how much i love you and even if i did, i probably wouldn't use them because i don't see the necessity. i call my girlfriends beautiful. i hold their hands. i watch out for their health and their well-being and try to do what i can to make their lives easier. but i'm not a nicholas sparks character. i don't fill our room with candles in a desperate attempt to romance you or list how passionately and ardently i love you. i like to think it's enough just to be with me - i know for me it's enough just to be with my girlfriend, and i don't ask any crazy romantic notions in return. i just want simplicity.
A POSITIVE OUTLOOK GOES A LONG WAY...
i didn't always used to be so...laid back. to be honest i used to be kind of a tight ass just because that's the way i was and i didn't have anyone around to really tell me differently. i mean i had siblings, yeah, and i guess technically there was always monica but when we were younger, people didn't much pay attention to how high strung i ran. i was just very uptight about everything from grades to girls to how clean my fucking room was. ha, it was crazy! seriously like, until i graduated, i was just very focused. very tight. very....studious i guess is the right word. i've always prided myself on my intelligence and call me arrogant but i'm not afraid to flaunt that i have the capability to exercise both sides of my brain effectively. however, and here's the kicker...intelligence sucks. it really does. it's lonely and it's eye-opening and not always to the things you want your mind left open to. after high school, i was able to take a long look at myself and decide that i didn't much like what i saw. at all. any of it. everything upset me and i was just...i was a wreck. then i moved away for college and everything changed.
i decided to reinvent myself. no more locking myself in my room for seven hours without talking to anyone, no more running on two hours of sleep, no more caring more about books than people. i saw how unhappy the world was and i wanted to do something to change it. so i became who i am today. i surrounded myself with happy, beautiful people who taught me how to look on the bright side of life. i put extra time into sports and clubs and volunteering. i dated, i partied, i had a grand ol' time and after a while i decided that i liked this better. i liked being carefree and honest and just....happy. i cared for others and they cared for me and it was a wonderful, wonderful feeling.
of course, i still have traces of the old dane inside of me. i tend to turn up my nose at those with less morals than myself - drug addicts or alcoholics or just generally mean people. or people who sleep around on their significant others for example, which is why my brother and i are just....we're not friends. i can be really judgmental and i guess that stems from me wanting the best - always. i want the best. no, i need the best. i plan my life out in meticulous detail and when things don't go the way i want them to, i tend to break down. i need organization to breathe and i guess that's a part of me that's pretty bad. i get pretty panicked if things go wrong. but overall, i try to just...be the best me i can be. and don't try to tell me to live otherwise - i won't listen. i won't even really care.
CALL ME HOPELESS BUT NOT ROMANTIC...
i love my girlfriend. i'm not going to beat around the bush, i broke bro code. i did. but i don't care. i love her, would die for her. she means the world to me. we have our secrets. there's a fair share i'm sure she hasn't told me, and i haven't mentioned much about my dating past to her. but that stuff's not important. what is important is that i have her, and i love her.
but if i didn't have her, i'd probably go through the same routine i usually do. i'll be upset for a little while, go on a few blind dates that friends have pre-lined up for me, and then about a week later i'll be back on my feet. maybe not good as new but close. see that's the thing about me: i'm not a romantic. i don't get too caught up in happily ever afters. i want one and honestly with monni, i see one. but i don't thirst for it and get caught up in it the way some people do. the way i see it? shit happens. if you're going to take it really hard every time someone breaks your heart, of course you're going to get hurt. but my coping just has to do with the ability to stretch my brain a little more. i'm not against romanticism - but i don't need it and my brain knows that. it moves on quickly.
not that i'm not sweet on my girlfriends! no, don't get me wrong, i'm very sweet. i listen to them, actually listen, and try to help them and i'll do little things for them. surprise them with gifts or pick up around the house to ease a little bit of the load. but i'm not horribly romantic. i'm not going to always take you out to nice dinners and we'll probably never go dancing and when it's raining, i'm more concerned with keeping you dry so you don't catch a cold than kissing you. i don't have all the words in the world to describe how much i love you and even if i did, i probably wouldn't use them because i don't see the necessity. i call my girlfriends beautiful. i hold their hands. i watch out for their health and their well-being and try to do what i can to make their lives easier. but i'm not a nicholas sparks character. i don't fill our room with candles in a desperate attempt to romance you or list how passionately and ardently i love you. i like to think it's enough just to be with me - i know for me it's enough just to be with my girlfriend, and i don't ask any crazy romantic notions in return. i just want simplicity.
FUCK YOU, I'M A SHARK.
I'M RENEE AND THIS HERE YOUNG MAN IS BEING MADE BECAUSE I LOVE KIT AND I SUPPOSE I OWE HER SOME FOR PUTTING CAIN THROUGH SO MUCH CRAP. SO HERE WE HAVE DANE AND ISN'T HE WONDERFUL? ANYWAY SORRY FOR MAKING SO MANY CHARACTERS. AT LEAST THIS ONE'S STRAIGHT. LOVE YOU.