Questions from the Livejournal Writers block buster.
What was the best gift you ever received? Who was it from and what was it?
The things I love the most are sentimental gifts. I'm somewhat of a loner and I don't give or receive many gifts, but I remember a colleage my friend Ally made for me in high school. She spelled my name wrong and everything, but she printed out lots of my favorite things and glued them to a leaf of purple construction paper. And she wrote quotes all over it from the quote book. The quote book was a notebook my friends and I kept in high school to record all of the hilarious things we said to each other. Yeah, after awhile we started trying too hard just to have more entries, but there's some funny stuff in there! I lost that colleage a few years ago in the moving process, but it was the only gift to ever make me feel that nice warm feeling inside. Another time one of my close friends from the Queens College preparatory music program gave me a beautiful ring before he left to join the army. I was 16 and he was 18. I don't think I fully understood the real meaning of it back then. He had a little message engraved on it. It was super sentimental, but it always makes me sad when I think about it. I can't wear it. We were together for bit when he came home but he decided to accept a job at a base in South Carolina and left before we could sort out those old feelings. But even that didn't make me feel those warm mushy feelings. There's nothing like unspoiled friendship.
If you could master any dance or gymnastics move, what would it be?
Whenever I watched one of my sisters' gymnastics meets or the Olympics, I thought the most beautiful move was this jump on the balance beam. They would stand in the middle with their feet together, leap straight up and throw their head back and one leg up. It reminded me of a ballet dancer leaping into the air! I also love jumps in ballet. I'd want to master a jump!
Where is your happiest place on earth?
Wherever there are people who I love and who love me back. Family is always wonderful, but I never feel 100% loved by my family and it's hard for me to be myself around them. I guess everyone has issues with their family. I used to go hopping around to my friends' houses on New Years Eve. Joanna's, Patricia's, Ally's. All of my friends would be there, and we'd be so happy just hanging around laughing over stupid stuff and playing board games. Occasionally I'll be invited these days, and those are probably my happiest days. Paris was magical. New York City on the UWS in the fall is magical. There are a lot of places that make me happy. I also really love my hometown and block where I grew up. I always feel safe there.
What's one song that always reminds you of the one that got away?
Konstantine by Something Corporate, Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin. Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. Do I Ever Cross Your Mind by Dolly Parton and Chet Atkins.
If you found a wad of cash on the ground, would you keep it? Donate it? Take it to the police?
This is a very circumstantial question, but I'm going to be brutally honest. If I couldn't work out who it belonged to myself, then I would keep it. Living in Brooklyn means living dollar to dollar for me, and that wad of cash will buy me food and/or keep me from getting evicted and/or yelled at profusely by a large Carribean man.
Whoops, Danny needs the computer!
The things I love the most are sentimental gifts. I'm somewhat of a loner and I don't give or receive many gifts, but I remember a colleage my friend Ally made for me in high school. She spelled my name wrong and everything, but she printed out lots of my favorite things and glued them to a leaf of purple construction paper. And she wrote quotes all over it from the quote book. The quote book was a notebook my friends and I kept in high school to record all of the hilarious things we said to each other. Yeah, after awhile we started trying too hard just to have more entries, but there's some funny stuff in there! I lost that colleage a few years ago in the moving process, but it was the only gift to ever make me feel that nice warm feeling inside. Another time one of my close friends from the Queens College preparatory music program gave me a beautiful ring before he left to join the army. I was 16 and he was 18. I don't think I fully understood the real meaning of it back then. He had a little message engraved on it. It was super sentimental, but it always makes me sad when I think about it. I can't wear it. We were together for bit when he came home but he decided to accept a job at a base in South Carolina and left before we could sort out those old feelings. But even that didn't make me feel those warm mushy feelings. There's nothing like unspoiled friendship.
If you could master any dance or gymnastics move, what would it be?
Whenever I watched one of my sisters' gymnastics meets or the Olympics, I thought the most beautiful move was this jump on the balance beam. They would stand in the middle with their feet together, leap straight up and throw their head back and one leg up. It reminded me of a ballet dancer leaping into the air! I also love jumps in ballet. I'd want to master a jump!
Where is your happiest place on earth?
Wherever there are people who I love and who love me back. Family is always wonderful, but I never feel 100% loved by my family and it's hard for me to be myself around them. I guess everyone has issues with their family. I used to go hopping around to my friends' houses on New Years Eve. Joanna's, Patricia's, Ally's. All of my friends would be there, and we'd be so happy just hanging around laughing over stupid stuff and playing board games. Occasionally I'll be invited these days, and those are probably my happiest days. Paris was magical. New York City on the UWS in the fall is magical. There are a lot of places that make me happy. I also really love my hometown and block where I grew up. I always feel safe there.
What's one song that always reminds you of the one that got away?
Konstantine by Something Corporate, Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin. Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. Do I Ever Cross Your Mind by Dolly Parton and Chet Atkins.
If you found a wad of cash on the ground, would you keep it? Donate it? Take it to the police?
This is a very circumstantial question, but I'm going to be brutally honest. If I couldn't work out who it belonged to myself, then I would keep it. Living in Brooklyn means living dollar to dollar for me, and that wad of cash will buy me food and/or keep me from getting evicted and/or yelled at profusely by a large Carribean man.
Whoops, Danny needs the computer!