SUSAN "THE FAILURE" GREER
ART SCHOOL DROPOUT
ART SCHOOL DROPOUT
Susan Elisabeth Greer, for the majority of her years since hitting puberty in the 6th grade, has known exactly what she's wanted to do for the rest of her life. She had found an easy and considerably calming comfort in- when being asked what her plans were- the reminder that she could always answer them in a matter of fact tone, without even the slightest hesitation.
"Art school."
It was her future summed up in two words; a living and breathing dream of her's ever since she touched pen to paper and realized she could make shapes. Art was- is- her passion. That much will always be true. Art school, however? Not so much.
DREAM TURNED NIGHTMARE
Susan is tortured by the fact that she willingly dropped out of the thing her younger self had been lusting after for so long. She's disappointed in her inability to cope with the life she had been so eager to create for herself, and she feels defeated beyond any possibility of recovering. Moving back home to Ashdown has sent the twenty-six year old into even more of a downward spiral that she feels she may never be able to recover from. Her regrets and her struggling self image have taken a great toll on her emotional well-being and she has sunken into a depression that seems to have an affect on everything she does. She's hit a roadblock and is too scared and too unsure of herself to climb over it.
SAY CHEEEESE!!!
Susan never takes a bad picture; no matter what the subject matter, it seems her timing is always just right and her lighting nearly always flawless. Even a picture that might otherwise be considered bad ends up looking oddly charming when it's finally printed.
ANYTHING ELSE?
- Susan is twenty-six years old as of December 16th, she is a Sagittarius and has a tattoo of a tiny black bow and arrow behind her left ear to represent this.
When she was six years old, she created her imaginary friend Eleven- who was basically the person she wanted to be by the time she was- you guessed it- eleven years old. She dropped the idea of Eleven by the time she was nine.
Her best friend, Megan, attended Ashdown High with Susan and she also went to art school in New York; they keep in touch through text message and occasionally letters.
Susan's sense of humor is one that leans towards sarcasm and witty remarks. She rarely lets on to people anything in regards to her emotions and masks her feelings with jokes.
She is the World's #1 Lesbian (seriously, she even has the coffee mug to prove it).
She is five foot six inches and one hundred fourty-five pounds. She's got curves and a fairly ample bosom.
Her hair is a dark navy blue, darker at the roots and a tad bit lighter as it reaches the ends. It is messy, chin length, and very voluminous.
She rarely leaves her home without donning a shade of blue or black lipstick.
She can barely see without her glasses and contact lenses greatly irritate her eyes.
She's currently on the hunt for some sort of entry-level job that she can get in order to move out of her parents' home. She's also considering time and time again whether or not to enroll at the local community college; so she can occasionally be found wandering the campus listlessly.
Her favorite form of self expression is portraits made with nothing but a plain blue pen. She finds solace in sketchy, abstract drawings of her friends and those around her.
Her natural hair color is a reddish-brown.
Pale, soft skin and freckles in abundance!
She likes to drink beer, play first person shooters, and talk s**t through the mic.
She really likes to drink beer... especially cheap beer.
