Holla!

Hi, Internet!

I recently caused a bit of a brouhaha on that infamous social networking website which causes humanity to slowly devolve into hunched, nocturnal, solitary primates (a la aye aye).



Aye-Aye

Okay, Facebook isn’t that bad. (And neither are aye ayes, which happen to be my favorite animals).

In fact, I technically didn’t even cause this brouhaha. A jury selected from the Floridian county called Pinellas did, after over 35 days of a trial and a rather mild verdict for purported child-killer Casey Anthony. But I did post a few opinions on my status which happened to contradict many of the brash, emotional opinions of close friends, acquaintances, and even family members.

This caused my father to advise me on a most serious matter: “You have to be careful of what you say. It could hurt you in your future.”

Sigh. Ah, the coveted, restricted future for a hopeful law-school-graduate.

My name is Stephanie Elona Levitt. I’m twenty-one years old, born on July 28, 1989. I am both self-confident and brash, while simultaneously being uber-sensitive and and introverted. I love reading, ASL, pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain. I think that a Mandarin Chinese speaker could seduce me more than someone with an enviable grasp of one of the romance languages. I believe in a higher power, and I inwardly cringe when people order the “extra butter + Diet Coke” combination at movie theaters.

If all goes well, I will be attending the George Washington University School of Law this Fall semester for my 1L year, making me a hippo-to-be. A devil’s advocate, debate-loving, happy-to-heckle, four-foot-ten hippo-to-be.


G.W.’s Official Hippo J


So, as a result of my lovely personality, I have decided to follow my father’s advice by starting a blog. It can be an open forum for some of my stronger opinions that might not be accepted with such ardor as I would hope. (Exhibit A, Casey Anthony status, to follow).

I had honestly expected to begin this blog en medias res with a very opinionated book review, but it turns out I spent too much time expounding upon myself. Oh well…strong personalities lead to lengthy biographies.

And that’s the way the hippo heckles.