Rebekka U.

I'm just a simple girl that tends to be an idealist in all sense of the word. I'm a dreamer that wants a house in Silverlake or up in the hills of Pasadena. I want to be surrounded by trees and grow old with a punk rock boy that has tattooed sleeves. Arms that one day will be covered in wrinkly blobs of ink. I want love. Growing as a person is something that is very important to me and in the word of Camus if you think your perfect than you might as well kill yourself. Cause what's the point of living if life isn't about learning, growing, and self improvement. I have met people and experienced life in ways that have changed me forever, and for being 21 I have an extraordinarily strong sense of self. I used to want to grow up and be an actress. And six months ago I finally admitted to myself that I actually don't want to be an actress. I don't love it, and I definitely don't have nearly enough passion to pursue it as a career. I realized that just because you might be really amazingly good at something (cause I was this isn't some American idol I think I was good thing…no I was good) doesn't mean that should be your life. Your heart must be in it. So thanks to my first and only official long term relationship x boyfriend, I decided to finally say no to acting and yes to painting. Painting is more personal, in a painting the subject the emotion the words they are all yours. They weren't chosen for you and then you choose how to deliver them. No when you paint the end product is completely yours. Plus I like my solidarity and I'm starting to realize that I'm much more of an inner loner than I thought I was. Like I said I'm an idealist, and hey why not! You only have one life, why not live it in the way you wish it would be led. I wish for anarchy. Is that going to happen…no…but can I live my life and try to manipulate the system so I feel that I am doing my small part in living for anarchy? Yes. So I live in an ideal world of my own creation…love me or hate me for it…I don't care.