I grew up in southern Maine, and went to a very small, very liberal school from kindergarten through high school.

Right now I'm an ecology major at the University of Maryland, and I couldn't be done with school fast enough.

I love animals...a lot. Some (meaning all of my friends, and a large portion of my family) might say I'm a bit crazy about them. I concur, I am a little crazy about animals. Case in point, if there is a cute dog (not a huge fan of anything under 40 lbs) walking on the opposite side of the street from me, I'll most likely cross the street just to walk by it.

This past summer I spent some time in Africa hanging out with lions, and I'm going back for more next summer.

I love, love, love to travel. Give me a plane ticket, and my passport, and I'm there. Turns out the parents aren't so keen on my traveling wherever I fancy. I guess theres something about choosing to travel to a completely unstable country that really makes them uncomfortable/cry. Oh well, my parents are fucking awesome, so regardless of their trepidation, they support my decisions to go where I please.