Post by jackson on Mar 22, 2011 17:38:58 GMT -5
[/i]matthew, jake cooper, student.
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[/i] jackson amory macnairname,
age, [/i] nineteen.
high school, [/i] highfields private school, cornwall.
who were you in high school?
this school was rubbish with it’s focus on character building rather than academic success. instead of focusing on our studies, we dealt with trust issues. you know, when you have to trust that the person behind you is going to catch you? all you had to do was show up and you were guaranteed to graduate. i don’t know how my brother managed to fuck that up.
college & major, [/i] columbia, english & comparative literature.
marital status, [/i] single.
kids, [/i] n/a.
how many,
names & how you chose it,
job, [/i] n/a.
position,
how long you’ve had the job,
are you happy,
what is your salary,
what kind of things do you spend money on,
what’s your typical day like, [/i]
my day usually begins the night before when i’m working on an essay that’s due for my first class in the morning. i then go to bed for a nap before waking up twenty minutes before my first class begins.
what life dreams did you have in high-school, have you accomplished them, [/i]
my school did not strive for us to have any academic dreams, but wanted us to be morally right. looking at my family, the school mucked that up.
what is a significant change within the past five years, [/i]
taking residence in new york city.
are you the same person you were five years ago, [/i]
i'm exactly the same as i was five years ago, though my views are much stronger and formulated than what they were five years ago.
if you could go back and change one thing what would it be, [/i]
i’d send my brother right back to cornwall.
what is one thing you feel has remained the same, [/i]
my desire to separate myself completely from my family.
what is your biggest achievement, [/i]
being published in the new yorker!
and your biggest mistake, [/i]
not my mistake, the hospitals. they clearly gave me to the wrong family, i couldn't be anymore different from them.
finally, what is your fondest life memory thus far,[/i]
my fondest memory is easily when we almost lost caradoc at sea. it was an annual ritual to go on holiday to the french isles and we were sailing around corsica when caradoc, in all of his debauchery, tried to show off but ended up falling off the boat. if it hadn't been for my mother shrieking for the boat to turn around and pick him up, he would be lost at sea forever.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/sub][/font]