The 4-1-1

Alias(es): Raisy, sasa, Raisin, Rice, Rai (pronounced ray)...take your pick
Age: Legal
Location: Illinois
Nationality: American
Occupation: Sad, poor college graduate
Current Mood:

A Little More...

My full first name is Raissa. It's a name of multiple origins, and I've narrowed the best definitions down to thinker in French, as well as rose in Hebrew and Yiddish. Many people ask me why I was given such an uncommon name, and I'll tell you what my mother told me: "Mikhail Gorbachev's wife's name was Raisa, and I just thought it looked pretty."

And there, I suppose, lies the origins of my very nature. I'm a thinker, unbound by a single definition or classification. I was born and bred in the suburbs of Chicago to a pair of Filipino immigrants in the very late 1980s. Now in my early twenties, I like to think that I have thus far lead somewhat of a normal life that includes going to sleep in the wee hours of the morning, watching an excessive amount of television, and drooling after professional athletes.

People often tell me that I appear to be smart, innocent, obsessive, bodacious, and foul-mouthed. Odd combination of adjectives, but I believe they're all true. I'm a chameleon at heart, the type of girl who requires no - or little ;) - alcohol in order to dance willingly atop a bar counter and who also finds much pleasure in perusing the aisles of Barnes & Noble.

I have resided in the state of Illinois nearly my entire life, and despite all its political corruption and horrible weather, I never hesitate (most of the time) to call it my home. I graduated from university in 2011 with a bachelor's degree in English and a double minior in Spanish and Global Studies; since then, I've been debating different career options, trying to pick something that will allow me to be passionate about what I do whilst making plenty of dough at the same time. It's a difficult task I'm determined to tackle.

I also have opinions that I love to my head. I like to eat, read, play video games, and be super organized. Yet procrastination is probably the one part of me that will surely bring about my downfall. I also have an inability to write really clever conclusions to my essays so this little schpeel ends here.


Sicker than your average

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