As much as I feel like I should fill this up with endless facts about myself, I'm assuming that the people who'll be following me will, in fact, be people who have heard of me, know about me, or are creepy stalkers. And don't get me wrong, that's highly, highly flattering to know that there's the potential to have people stalking me, but I've always been taught some form of internet safety: whether I follow all of them is another thing all together.

However, to get the facts straight for anyone who's curious, yes, this is the blog of one exceptional Sebastian Smythe. And if you haven't heard of that name, I'm sure you will one day; probably when you're screaming it. I do, therefore, suggest memorizing said name for obvious and varying reasons, but I'll let your imaginations run wild with that one. As for the rest of my information, I'm twenty one and a student at New York University and part of the New York University School of Medicine; which sounds entirely pretentious as it is considering numerous members of my class are actually graduates from the likes of Harvard and Stanford.

Yes, this does mean I'm studying medicine, whether it's my wish to or not. It was that, or law, and quite frankly, I break and have broken way too many laws to actually make this remotely a likely career choice. It would just be too hypocritical.

My summer, however, is already full to the brim hitchhiking around Europe and not spending a single bit of money except in a dyer emergency, which, I'm sure we won't have considering my expert training in all things medical and simple and the fact that I could charm the pants off anyone.