ModernCassandra's profile

Cassandra was the ancient Greek prophetess who, after offending the Gods, was cursed to forever predict the future, but have no one believe her.  She lived her life in ridicule, tormented by the what-would-be, until she took her own life.  Sometimes belief is more important than truth.  

But only sometimes.

I’m a twenty-something neo-Bohemian who works in Outdoor Education.  This loosely translates to being paid money to live in the woods and sing songs all day.  I have been independantly told that I am the next American Idol, that I should make movies, that I am pushy and confrontational, that I dress like a vegetarian, look like I’m sixteen, and that I “act the fool.”  

“My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road,
A so…

Cassandra was the ancient Greek prophetess who, after offending the Gods, was cursed to forever predict the future, but have no one believe her.  She lived her life in ridicule, tormented by the what-would-be, until she took her own life.  Sometimes belief is more important than truth.  

But only sometimes.

I’m a twenty-something neo-Bohemian who works in Outdoor Education.  This loosely translates to being paid money to live in the woods and sing songs all day.  I have been independantly told that I am the next American Idol, that I should make movies, that I am pushy and confrontational, that I dress like a vegetarian, look like I’m sixteen, and that I “act the fool.”  

“My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road,
A soul so divided is a terrible load.”
—Bruce Coville

I aspire to be more than I am.  I am discovering shades of gray, and that’s exciting and terrifying. I’m going through a phase – we all are.  I wish I was jaded, cynical, cool, and confident – but so often I come across as rushed, excitable, and even (dare I say?) perky.

I want to capture life.  That is why I write.  

My favorite authors are J.D. Salinger, C.S. Lewis, and Peter S. Beagle.  I guess I have a thing for initials.

When I need to escape, I run to the water, especially rivers.  

I am a wannabe health nut who is addicted to pizza and Ben and Jerry’s.

I’m impulsive.  It’s endearing.

I tell people my neurosis are endearing, and also that they love things which they probably don’t.

I hate coffee, but love coffeehouses.

I love small concerts with local bands.  My heart is folk and indie music.  My favorite musicians are The Decemberists, Rachael Yamagata, Jewel, Savage Garden, The Barenaked Ladies, The Mountain Goats, and Gaelic Storm.  

I fall in love with every man I meet.  

I recently discovered “Rent”, and although I don’t like the story, I adore the songs.

Jim Morrison is a sex god.

I really wish I could travel more than I do.

I read children’s books, and like them.

Sometimes I like them more than grown-up books.

But I do like grown-up books.  My favorites include “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close,” “The Last Unicorn,” “1984,” “Blonde,”  and “Nine Stories.”

I like old movies better than new movies.  I like real actors and actresses, and that’s what I like to see in film.  I can’t pick a favorite movie, but I have a slightly obsessive, fangirlish crush on Ryan Gosling (and have since I wats 13).

My Flaws:  Passive-agressive, Know-it-all, Attention-seeking, Pretentious, Melodramatic, Needy, and Slightly Paranoid.

Also, apparently, verbose.

“Father, forgive me, for I know what I do.
I want to hear the last poem of the last poet…”
—Jim Morrison