A simple mishmash of things that interest me, instead of posting things to Facebook that get little to no attention. Or resisting the urge to post a long essay on Livejournal. How effective this is will be up to how things turn out. Title credit goes to Here We Go Magic, who genuinely excite me.
@1 year ago with 7304 notes
For many years, one of my late dad’s cousins swore up and down that he (my dad) resembled Tommy Lee Jones, and for years I couldn’t see it. In recent years, TLJ has started to resemble my dad, and during these Golden Globes? OMG HE’S TURNED INTO MY DAD.
I always feel like I’m a lonely voice crying out in a vast wilderness. I rarely feel like my voice is one people think is worth listening to and despair that I will have to spend my entire life unheard. I know I have SGE, but he has his own problems, worries, and concerns. Is there anyone out there? Is there anyone (really and truly) hearing me?@1 year ago with 2 notes
Bold what’s true about you:
I am a cuddler.
I am a morning person.
I am an only child.
I am currently in my pajamas.
I am currently pregnant
I am left handed.
I am a little shy around the opposite gender at first.
I bite my nails.
I can be paranoid at times.
I enjoy country music.
I enjoy smoothies.
I enjoy talking on the phone.
I have a car.
I have/had a hard time paying attention at school.
I have a hidden talent. (I question how “hidden” this talent is.)
I have a pet.
I have a tendency to fall for the “wrong” guy/girl.
I have all my grandparents.
I have been to another country.
I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humor.
I have or had broken a bone.
I have caller I.D. on my phone.
I have bathed someone.
I have changed a diaper.
I have changed a lot over the past year.
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair colour.
I have had major/minor surgery.
I have killed another person.
I have had my hair cut within the last week.
I have mood swings.
I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
I have rejected someone before.
I like the taste of blood.
I love Michael Jackson.
I love sleeping.
I love to shop.
I own 100 CDs or more.
I own and use a library card.
I read books for pleasure in my spare time. (Used to. Now I barely have any “spare time”.)
I sleep a lot during the day.
I watch soap operas on a regular basis.
I work at a job that I enjoy.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I am currently wearing socks.
I am tired.
I love to paint/draw/sketch/sculpt.
I consume at least one alcoholic drink every month.
Graduated high school.
Ridden every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid. (Used to collect movie ticket stubs. *sigh*)
Gone to a concert.
Spun turn tables.
Watched four movies in one night.
Been broken up with.
Taken a college level course. (Would think so considering I’m a college grad.)
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Watched someone die. (Kinda — saw someone close to me through the dying process but didn’t actually see him breathe his last breath.)
Been to a funeral.
Burned yourself. (The perils of being a klutzy chef wannabe.)
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced.
Cried yourself to sleep. (Oh high school.)
Spent over $200 in one day. (Oh college.)
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on.
Had a best friend.
Lost someone you loved. (Many, many people.)
Gotten in trouble for something you didn’t do.
Stolen books from the library.
Been in a mental hospital.
Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Fired a gun.
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Attempted suicide. (Not in over 10 years, so don’t worry.)
Written poetry. (Bad teenaged “poetry”, but poetry nonetheless.)
Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you couldn’t have.
Used a colouring book over age 12.
Taken a taxi.
Had more than 5 online conversations going at once.
Had a hamster.
Dyed your hair.
Had something pierced.
Gotten straight A’s.
Your parents sent you to a shrink.
My hair is naturally the color:
Black (It’s a combination of the two.)
My eyes are:
A combination of things
People sometimes label me as:
Some of my biggest fears are:
Being alone in the dark
Oceans/large bodies of water
A friend with benefits
A laptop in my room
A television in my room
My own car
Married parents (They stayed married until one of them died.)@1 year ago with 7 notes