Post by WOLFIE ASHER SCOTT on Apr 16, 2010 21:16:09 GMT -5
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wolfgang asher scott
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Hullo, the name is Wolfgang, but I guess you could call me Wolfie, always call me Wolfie. I'm twenty three years old and currently making my way through life as a local.
Everyone who knows me will be able to say that I'm neurotic, compulsive, uptight, controlling, but that I'm also pretty generous, kind, artistic, and thoughtful. They'd warn you that I love music, art, piano, museums, coffee, staying up all night, intelligence, books, writing, reading, organized chaos, thinkers, new ideas, walking, and dogs and that I loathe airheads, partying, excessive drinking, awkward silences, studdering, people who don't know when to shut up, being ignored, being focused on, being stared at, pigeons..Hi, I'm Wolfgang. And right now I'm gonna answer your question, which is inevitable; why the hell am I named Wolfgang? Well, if you must know, I'm named after the famous composer, Wolfgang Amadeous Mozart. I'm both really proud to have this name, and always really, really, awfully embarassed by it because it sounds kind of stupid in the twenty first century, next to all the Ryans and Tylers. But everyone calls me Wolfie, and I insist you do, too.
I don't really know how to describe myself because I've never had to. I come from a big family, I'm the youngest of six, and because of this I'm kind of... I'm not sure. Different would be one way of putting it, because you have to be if you ever wanna get noticed in that crowd. I'm an artist of all sorts; a pianist, a composer, a writer and sometimes, randomly, a painter. That's a lotta talent to embody, right? Wrong, I'm really only good at piano, the rest of the stuff I just fiddle with when I'm bored. Even though I'm the youngest of such a big family, I don't live up to the stereotype of being a totally dependent baby. In fact, I'm the opposite, I'm avidly independent of everyone. When you're the youngest, you've got to learn to look after yourself, so because of this I'm always on my own and I prefer it that way. I live in my own world of organized chaos; my apartment is stacks of papers, clothes, books, magazines, all heaped together but in piles where I know exactly where everything is. I don't like people coming in and messing with my stuff, I'm terriotorial and if you want to get in a big fight with me, then come and try and 'tidy' things up and you'll see just how violent I can get. I'm a big contradiction and I know this, so don't feel the need to tell me. I'm both shy and outgoing... one second I can be babbling away and the next I'll run out of words and the whole thing will go awkward and quiet and studdery, so at this point of my life, I prefer to just keep quiet for sanity's sake. Because of this, people wanna throw labels at me like "anti-social" and "snobby", but really, I'm just trying to make things more comfortable for other people.
I love nighttime, and between the hours of seven PM and three AM is probably when you'll find me most active, more talkative. I could stay out all night, drinking coffee, walking around, hell, I'll even play a pickup game of basketball here and there if the mood strikes me. But anytime before noon I'm kind of useless and in a really ugly mood, so.. you've been warned, I guess. Not that you'll be spending the night or anything, oh no, because I hate sleeping with other people in the room. There's just something totally creepy about that.
I like to read, and to write, and to study. I just like knowledge, and learning, and knowing new things. I also like knowing new people, but only the best kind of people. That sounds elitist, I'm sorry, but come on. Some little air headed socialite blonde isn't going to be intellectually stimulating, now is she? So, I guess I'm picky, too, on top of everything else. I just can't surround myself with people who hold no depth, meaning I have a pretty limited social life. But I'm okay with that, because of all the shyness and awkward pauses, it takes time to get close to anyone, anyway. I'm okay with that. I repeated myself, didn't I? That happens a lot.
Anywhoo, that's it pretty much, who I am. A guy with a lot of books, an apartment that's basically a bed, dresser, and a baby grand piano. Guess I'm am pretty different afterall.
Hell. What else is there to say...? I'm youngest of six and often people tell me I look like Adam Brody, but I consider that to be a little farfetched, don't you think...?Alright, well, like I said I'm the youngest of six. I was born and raised in Camden Harbor, Maine, a small beach town. My parents were artists in their true colors; my mother was a painter, residing in the house's peaked attic, where she spent most of my life painting splashes of colors on canvases and memorializing all our childhood in paint. My father was a writer, having released three or so novals in his lifetime, hits among the more obscure, artsy crowd. I was the youngest, the last of them all, who were as follows; my brother, Puck, named after the Shakespearen character, who is now twenty nine; Bellamy, my sister, who is twenty six; Liberty, my other sister, who is twenty five; her twin, my brother, Romeo, also named after another famous victim of Shapespeare; and Auden, my last sister, who is twenty four. It was a chaotic household, needless to say. Growing up, I fell in love with our old, dusty grand piano and that was where I spent most of my time. Playing, composing, I lived on that piano, banging on it endlessly. For my tenth birthday, as the best surprise of my life, my mother took it and got it retuned, repainted, and freshly made for my enjoyment.
My school years were somewhat dull. I would much rather have been playing the piano than learning shapes, but learning to read did come in handy and I eventually fell in love with books. Not as passionately as music, but in the hours that I wasn't banging on the keys -- my parents got frustrated with the noise and often demanded I stop -- I was reading, always reading. A bookworm. My brothers tortured me endlessly for it, calling me a nerdy, but I never minded. High school was much of the same.. reading, studying, learning, playing. While me and my siblings were all artistically inclined, they began to focus on other things; Bellamy became a cheerleader, Liberty a lesbian and founder of the schools Gay-Straight Alliance, Puck found football and Romeo found theater and Auden.. well, who knows, she changed her style and interest daily. It was mostly me on my own but I never minded. It didn't take long before the house was empty and it was only me left, everyone graduated and on their own, so when it came my time, I chose Boston to live. Why? No reason in particular, just that all the major cities were already occupied by my siblings; Puck is in Chicago with his wife, Auden moved to New York City to become a photographer, Bellamy was a Dallas Cheerleader, Romeo in Los Angeles to become an actor, and Liberty is attending Georgetown in Washington DC and fighting for gay rights as a hobby. So, I chose Boston. My parents, as gifts, supplied us with just enough money to get ourselves started, so now I currently have my own cozy, dingy apartment on Jackson street. It's not totally fabulous or "oh-my-god to die for" but it's home, and it became home when my parents shipped me my piano.
I work in the Library. Nerdy, I know. At this point I don't know what I'm doing; just composing, living, reading. Perhaps I'll go to school, but I'm in no rush.
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