Journalism student at GH. I like coffee. And by coffee I mean mochas (coffee sounds more grown up somehow). I used to like singing but one day my teacher made me sing in front of the class (ultimate shame) and now it is just too painful. I play the piano -> not at school of course. Somehow I think that would violate a rule somewhere.. When I am depressed I write death poems. Sometimes I mistake manikins for real people..and sometimes I mistake real people for manikins.
