Female • 26 • Cincinnati , OH • United States
Status... Single
Orientation... Straight
I'm into... Writing Photography Music Activism Art things that matter
Music
- ,Love VAN MORRISON. Into the Mystic is the best song ever written HANDS DOWN. Don't even try to argue with me on this one.
I love all kinds of music,contrary to the crazed assertion above. Big rock fan thanks to my sister. Growing up as a dancer lent to this appreciation for different genres. My mom loved MoTown & so do I.,
Films
- ,Swingers,Conversations With Other Women,Caddyshack,Fight Club,Rushmore,Tombstone,Singin' in the Rain,Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid,Reservoir Dogs,Cool Hand Luke,Office Space,SuperTroopers,Clerks,Beetlejuice,The Color of Money & The Hustler,Garden State,The Big Lebowski,and so many more.,
Books
- ,Classical Mythology,The Painted Veil,Love in the Time of Cholera,East of Eden,The Book of Secrets,Brave New World,and anything "How-to" related.,
Television
- ,The Office,Rob & Big,Greek,The Daily Show with Jon Stewart,Grey's Anatomy,SNL,Real Time with Bill Maher,Nip/Tuck,Chelsea Lately,Dirty Jobs,Dirt,Eli Stone,Rock of Love
I also watch a lot of Current TV & Headline News.,
Just remember, in the end, everything you do is just everything you've done.
I am your typical girl next door type. Sweet, innocent, open minded, wide eyed, etc. Wait...who am I kidding?! I can be a real bitch when I want to be, but that isn't me. I am lover who has been hurt too many times to count & finds it hard to show the soft, inner side of herself to anyone anymore. So the tough exterior is what you get. Maybe that isn't fair or right, or maybe it makes it all the more special when someone earns the right to see the real me.
I am a sister, a daughter, and a pet lover. A SEVEN year college student who valued a disastrous relationship over finding out who she really was and what she really wanted to do. But then, maybe I would never have known the real me without those experiences? So now I am focused on graduating. FINALLY.
My dog Gracie is my world. I would rather be with her than anyone else. My mother is my best friend & the only one I can truly be ME with. She's an amazing, strong woman & someone I hope to be like.
A poem sent to me with special meaning.
Apr 13, 2008
The following is a poem that I received the other day that was written by Grace Aguilar:
And, oh, how blessed is it thus to meet! To feel that vanished years have not estranged us, distance has not diminished love, that we are to each other even as we parted; to feel again the fond kiss, to hear once more the accents of a voice which to us has been for years so still,--a voice that brings with it the gush of memory! Past days flit before us; feelings, thoughts, hopes, we deemed were dead, all rise again, summoned by that secret witchery, the well-remembered though long silent voice. Let years, long, lingering, saddening years drag on their chain, let youth have given place to manhood, manhood to age, still will it be the same--the voice we once have loved, and deemed to us for ever still--oh, time, and grief, and blighted hope will be forgotten, and youth, in its undimmed and joyous beauty, its glow of generous feelings, its bright anticipations, all, all again be ours.
It was sent to me by a friend who felt that I would really understand its meaning. I have started to have these dreams about an old friend & missed opportunities. I am the Queen of bad timing & well it couldn't be worse now. But whenever I see this old friend, even though we know longer even consider each other friends for there was a falling out, we still end up in our old habits. There is something that draws us together & it is safe & familiar. And it makes me regret the past. Not sure what I am going to do about this, since it has been overwhelming my heart for some time now, but I have been reading this poem over & over again & every time it brings tears to my eyes. Tears of how true it is that we have these people in our life that no matter how much time or circumstance passes, we always will feel comfortable & connected to them and also tears of how bittersweet the situation is. There is a reason we no longer speak & aren't close & the more I analyze this the more I realize those reasons were petty & insignificant. But we are in different places now & maybe that is for the best. To be continued I suppose.
04/13/08 18:15 PST
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