"Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved."---Helen Keller
I am afraid of:the dark, bugs that can jump and/or are hairy, hateful people, the unkown. I love:my babies, creativity, passion, eccentric people, and life. I love the smell of:mint, Magnolia trees, Ivory soap, my Grandmas kitchen, my dads cologne. Last meal would be:My dads Chicken Piccata and a bottle of really good Bordeaux. I love the feeling of this on my skin:worn cotton, body butter, ice, a warm mouth, water, and sweat from a good run. On a rainy day I:sleep. A lot. Before I die I want to:travel to Africa and work with pediatric AIDS patients. I daydream about:falling in love. I have nightmares about:people trying to hurt me. It makes me sad when:My babies aren't there to tuck in every night.It makes me angry when:Dan threatens to try to take away my babies. It makes me happy when:we make popcorn and watch cartoons on the floor before bedtime. The first thing I do when I wake up is:wash my face. The last song I listened to was:The Damnwells, "I Will Keep the Bad Things from You" My most prized material object is:My laptop. If I won a million dollars, the first thing I'd do is:Buy some land in the mountains and build a house. My friends say I'm:Creative, eccentric, funny, sarcastic, brassy, unpredictable, kind, generous, mildly insane. My family says I'm:...the devil child? My best physical trait is:my eyes or my legs. My worst physical trait is:my stomach...3 babies do bad things to your middle. I believe in:true love, God, aliens, ghosts, power of the mind, and truth. If I were an animal, I'd be:a monkey. If I were a food, I'd be:a mango. 5 things I'd want with me on a desert island:My family, an ax, iPod with speakers and some kind of solar powered battery, Rob, and Newmans Own Lemonade. I wish:my babies lived with me full time. I hope:they grow up peacefully and feeling love all around them. I will:find what I'm looking for. CREATE YOUR OWN! - MYSPACE LAYOUTS!
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