Hello there, my name is Jazlyn Moock and I am a senior at Heritage. My grandfather named me Jazlyn because he used to be a saxophonist in a jazz band. He, along with the rest of my family, calls me Jazzy for short. I think that is the perfect word to describe my personality: jazzy. While some would refer to my style as tacky or quirky in a not-so-good way, I take pride in my most spunky, flamboyant attributes. Do some make me seem a little out there? Perhaps. But, do I love them all the same? Absolutely. Here is what makes Jazlyn Moock so jazzy.
No matter where I am, you can bet your bottom dollar, no, bet your LIFE that I have a deck of cards on me. Whenever a new face crosses my path or whenever there is a lull of silence, there I will be, cards in hand. This is of course due to the fact that I jump at the chance of performing my wide array of magic tricks to anyone who allows. There is nothing that sparks connection and friendship faster than making someone question everything they know. I have to admit at times magic tends to invoke more rage and annoyance, rather than praise; though, with emotion and fascinating conversation, it kindles nonetheless!
- Kooky Clothing
Rainbow suspenders, quadruple denim, suede jumpsuits, turquoise iridescent shorts, snake-print overalls, bodycon dinosaur dresses, earrings –made from bike gears, mussel shells, pig bone, clay, mini-clocks, moonstones– you name it baby! The more color, prints, and textures the better when it comes to my fashion taste. I like to paint a story with my outfits and keep the world on their toes; waking up for school every morning is undeniably more entertaining that way.
- My Lucky Habit
I do not know when, I do not know why, but over the years I have developed a borderline unhealthy obsession with searching for 4-leaf-clovers. People constantly come up to lil’ old me laying in the grass fervently picking through the weeds asking me if I lost something. They are pleasantly surprised to know the weeds themselves are the goal, and the only thing I have lost is my time and sanity. Though I have got nearly forty 4-leaf-clovers and three 5-leaf-clovers out of the deal, so my obsession can’t be that bad…right?
- Math Songs/Drawings
Thanks to my superb elementary school education, instead of multiplying numbers like a normal person, I sing songs. Yes, songs. I actually never learned the operation to multiply numbers; therefore, during my AP Calculus tests, one may be able to see me bopping my head, mouthing the songs that I’ve sung every math test since the 5th grade. The factor of 4’s to the beat of “Jingle Bells,” 7’s to “Yankee Doodle,” 8’s to “For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow,” the list goes on. Yet, the songs can only go so far, so for larger digit numbers, I was taught a technique called lattice—a method of multiplying through convoluted drawings of boxes and lines. Here’s what it looks like.
- The Egg
Empathy for all is one of my most prized values. I try to treat every human I meet with the same respect and compassion I would show myself, as I believe in the quite controversial ideal that all humans are the same and share the exact same consciousness. While I held this disposition before, I read the famous short story “The Egg” by Andy Weir; it perfectly explains my perception of the universe and of morality. In the story, a god is explaining to a recently deceased person that they are all human beings who have ever lived and will ever live. They have lived as Abraham Lincoln, John Wilkes Booth, Adolf Hitler, and every Holocaust victim. The entire universe was created as an “egg” for the one person (all of humanity) to mature and grow. Once they have lived every human life ever, they will be born as a god too. The reason the universe was created was for the main character to understand this point: “Every time you victimized someone…you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.” Religious undertones of the story aside, I trust in the theory that human consciousness is an interconnected web, one interconnected mind we all draw from. I am you, and you are me with equal beauty and value that deserve unconditional love.
- Kooky Fit Cont.
Along with my playing cards, I also carry a fanny pack with me at all times. Fanny packs in my opinion are the superior purse because they are impossible to lose when strapped onto my body! They are also way less uncomfortable than a heavy bag on my shoulders and add more flavor to my outfits, obviously. If I am not wearing one of these fabulous packs, I will be sporting my knock-off Kate Spade lobster purse or my handy dandy shark purse.
- Fairy Fantasy
One of the only memories I retain from pre-school is how I used to dream that I could fly. The dreams were so vivid that when I woke up, I still believed I could fly. I thought that I was secretly a fairy that would one day be lifted away to a magical forest when the time came. Currently, as a senior at Heritage, I neither confirm nor deny the fact that I could be a fairy in disguise 🙂
The key factor that influences my identity is that I am a daughter and a sister. I am a daughter of a selfless mother and a sister of another extraordinarily fierce sister. I could not ask for two more perfect women to be there to brush my hair, pick me up, and teach me how to love myself and to believe in myself as a persevering woman. I wish to give love, support, and kindness to myself and others like my mother and sister would give to me. Every day I feel their beautifully strong blood in my blood, filling my heart with the same determination and power. I feel my mom’s empathetic DNA in each and every one of my cells as a reminder of our history, of our values, of our pride as Moock girls. While it has taken me time to realize how beautiful our relationship truly is, no other factor of my identity can even begin to compare.
I could go on and on about my jazziness, but I will save you 2 more pages and just list some fast facts about me:
I grew up in the blue ridge mountains and in DC; I draw; I do tarot card and tea leaf readings; I play piano; I want to study political science; I do not believe that time is linear; I LOVE sloths, peaches, the moon, a good conspiracy, bbq, dancing terribly, walruses, Miley Cyrus, Doja Cat, and The Beatles; and finally, I am proudly pansexual!