Let's start with a "hey." Hey. My name has four letters...but really only two. It's also palindrome.

I have a sudden craving for oranges lately. I just drank some orange juice and I’m finishing the last piece of a big orange I purchased. I’m in class. The orange burns my lips; I have cuts. There are loud people in the hallway. This isn’t uncommon. The teacher closes the door. She hasn’t stopped speaking for the past 2.5 hours. I wonder if she’s thirsty. I wonder who she is. My right eye is hurting; my contacts are probably dirty.

I'm obviously bored right now.

I'm an acting major at NYU-Tisch, but I'd like to think of myself as more than just an actor. I sing, write, struggle at learning the ukulele, eat like a king, cook for fun, dance like an idiot, forget to wear a bra sometimes when I'm drunk. Oh, I also love to peel things. I'm a big peeler.

I was born in Italy during my family's immigration from the Soviet Union. I speak Russian fluently. I also speak a little Czech, and I intend to learn German, Italian, and French...in that order.

I am going to college, "enhancing my skills", living my life, figuring things out, learning awareness...and intending.

I am also...sitting around, being a bum, avoiding the gym, sitting on my knees, feeling some pain, scratching my head, scratching...my back, wondering why I'm still doing this, getting annoyed, scratching my eye, hating myself for sleeping in my contacts every night, remembering what I did last night, thinking that Harry Potter was awful but wishing it would continue forever.

Mostly, I avoid doing work as much as humanly possible. Work and I do not get alone. In fact, I don't even know how to do work. I seem to bullsh*tmy way through academics with flying colors. BUT, I will work my ass off for my career. That's another story. As far as college goes, it's not my favorite.

I'm living to the best of my ability. Yeah, that's what I'm doing with my life.

It depends on the person and what they're into.