Post by sufjan nadia brooks on Jun 22, 2011 19:38:59 GMT -5
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sixteen. junior. unique. artistic. hipster. emily didonato.
sixteen. junior. unique. artistic. hipster. emily didonato.
sufjan was born on october sixteenth, 1994, to pot smoking, nature loving hippies who celebrated in the 60's and 70's. she grew up listening to all of the 'old' tunes instead of mainstream music like most kids her age: the grateful dead, the beatles, and jimi hendrix is on her list, along with indie music seen today, like the animal collective, white hinterland, mgmt, etc. she was cultured by her mother who worked as an art teacher and a father who owned a cozy little art studio. she was always a talented kid, taking up painting and drawing as a young child and expanding it beyond her belief.
sufjan grew up in west virginia, in a quiet little town. she attended public school, and though she wasn't very popular, she was the most creatively expressive kid around. people didn't take to her hipster kind of personality, she didn't act like most normal teenage girls, always mature beyond her age. she was a straight A student, and even though her parents took to marijuana, she never touched it. a good little girl. when her father told her they were moving to san francisco, california, sufjan honestly didn't really mind. she liked change.
the move was easy and sufjan fell in love with san fran. she loved it's steep, rising hills, the golden gate bridge, everything. her parents saw it as an artistic outlet. she began public school again and found a few more kids who were like her. she became close friends with one girl in particular, iris. they were exactly like each other and became best friends fast. only eight months after they met, when sufjan and iris were driving to school, they got hit by a truck that swerved due to an animal in the road. sufjan broke her arm and got a few cuts on her face, but iris did not fare so well. it took hours for the jaws of life to get her out and she was rushed to the hospital immediately. she died there two days after the accident.
traumatized, sufjan closed herself off for a little while, and delved more into her arts, getting into writing poetry and such. her parents didn't want her to stay in san fran with such bad memories, so they moved to casper, california, hoping it would help her a bit. sufjan acts fine, like she did before, but guilt still hangs with her heavily.
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[/center]alias robin.
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experience eight years.
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