TUSCOS, victory rush

My name is Victory Rush Tuscos, or more often than not, just plain Rory. It's kind of a boy's name, yes, but my parents picked it out before I was born and happened to know I was a girl. It describes me almost perfectly too. I can be overbearing and a little too proud at times-- since I really cannot stand losing to someone I don't like. I like feeling superior to others and being the best of the best. Victory? Oh yes please. I love to feel powerful. I sound pretty arrogant, I know and I don't really give a damn what you think of me, but rather the people I actually like. I'm not here for you entertainment. This comes to my rather sarcastic side. Sarcasm has ran in my family for only God knows how long. After all, nothing is more discouraging than unappreciated sarcasm!

My sarcasm has bonded with a tougher part of me in a way. I put up walls to keep others out of my life and my thoughts. It's hard for someone outside of my brain to understand how I function. I mean, I function well, but just in a different style. My worst fear is letting someone in to the real me, and not being loved for it. And by putting up these walls, that's exactly what I hope to prevent. "Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"


I have to say, this wasn't exactly my first choice of colleges; but then again, I wasn't about to spend half a million dollars on my dream college for a dying profession so this place ended up seeming reasonable. I was born and raised on a small farm in what most would describe as the middle of nowhere. We more lovingly call it bfe. Also known as butt-f***-Egypt. My parents are over protective to say the least, but I love them all the same. My mother killed herself after my parents divorce, and soon after my father remarried my evil witch of a step mom. I'm just kidding. Martha is one of the nicest people I know. Just a little weird is all. But then again, aren't we all? I have a younger step-brother and sister by marriage, and I actually don't hate them. Well, not Sarah anyways. She's sweet. Mark is a little asshole. I came here to pursue my dreams as a photographer and film maker. And maybe find a boy who won't break my heart like my high school boyfriend did.