HOLMES, brandon austen [ND]

[BRANDON AUSTIN HOLMES]

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brandon austen holmes
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Hullo, the name is brandon, but I guess you could call me donny if you really want to die. I'm twenty-two years old and currently making my way through life as a college student.

Everyone who knows me will be able to say that I'm uptight, nervous, protective, conservative, perfectionist, know-it-all, controling, judgemental, organized, dependable, level-headed, but that I'm also pretty charming, insightful, quiet, honourable, responsible, caring, pacient, determined, strong-minded. They'd warn you that I love war movies, filled with graphic violence and lots of blood, freshly ironed shirts, cars, order, being in charge, having an audience, long monologues, higiene, rules, lists, toothbrushes, breakfast and that I loathe disorder, disrespect, women who swear, loud noises, awkward situations, drama, books or movies without a plot, sleepless nights, mornings, animals, germs, unhealthy food, fat people, bad table manners.

Uh. Hello...? I'm Brandon Holmes. You know, like Sherlock Holmes, only without the Sherlock part. You get the point. People who have known me for a long time tend to arrange cutesy and girly nicknames for me - I honestly advice you not to do so, unless you're begging to have your nose re-attached to your forehead. It's irritating.

I think the most defining trait of my personna is the fact that I suffer from what people usually call the "elder brother syndrome", aka overprotective. I don't think I have ever been irresponsible - unlike my other three siblings, who constantly seem to get themselves into the biggest and unimagineable scrapes. How they manage to do so, I'll never understand. I personally never had any opportunities arise to cause half the chaos they do. I can't conceive how anyone can do that, even if they wanted to.

I'm responsible and hard-working and, all in one the model student every teacher dreams about. I can spend a week without sleeping just because I'm scared shitless of an exam and find myself unprepared - and study, study, study until I'm actually close to a decent level. I always aim at perfection because I don't think anything below it is worth aiming at or fighting for. That's probably why I decided to become a doctor. First it was because it seemed... so hard. Later, I found out I couldn't care less about the difficulty and that the technique was what mattered. Recently, I've discovered it's all about the people you're taking care of. I guess one can call it a personal developement - more like a wake-up call to reality.

Worrying is what I do best. It's rare that I'm actually calm, though I look it. Also, I'm extremely prone to exagerating when it comes to it - always imagine the worse. If you tell me you're going to the supermarket, my tendency will be to warn you about all the dangers you may suffer while getting there, and what you should be careful about, from looking at both sides of the street before crossing it to the germs that infest the lid of whatever your going to buy, along with any cancerigenous consequences it may have.

Comfort is not a part of my daily routine, and there are very few people around which I can actually be myself. Basically, I usually come off as the uptight and perfectionist Medicine student, with a brilliant average grade and a knack for sports.

I rarely find anything funny - mostly because most "funny" things people say aren't funny at all. And you just don't play with serious business because it may cost your life. I've seen kids in the emergency room who thought it might be "funny" to climb a tree and scare the hell out of some innocent passer-by, or that thought that riding on a bike with no hands was "cool". Personally, to me, that's just idiotic. There are some rare times, however, when I'm feeling particularly relaxed - especially when I'm in a familiar environment - that I don't have to try and humour comes off. According to my siblings that's the "Good Brandon", in contrast with "Goodie-Goodie Brandon".

I hate talking about myself, and this kind of seems to me like a waste of time, so... have a nice life.

Hell. What else is there to say...? I'm an only child/ whatever eldest, youngest of and often people tell me I look like face claim, but I consider that to be a little farfetched, don't you think...?

history written here. 300 word minimum -- please try to include where they're from, and what brought them to Boston, as well as where they are currently living and working. if college student, mention their major. thank you! (:

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