.x. about me.. .x.
Kim I finally finished that thing...
For the rest of you who have no idea what I am talking about...
I wrote down some (a lot) of things about myself...
What I am about, what makes me who I am...
Warning it's long.
But if you want to read it...
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE leave me a comment if you read this....
I want to know what you all think.
This is me. Where I stand and what I stand for. I am shy but outgoing. I enjoy being part of the action but not the center of attention. I want to be noticed but not by everyone. My biggest desire is affection. I enjoy physical contact with people. I am timid in bed unless I trust you. I trust very few people that much. My virginity is precious to me, as are my morals. I live my life drug free. This has made me a stronger person. I have nothing to hide behind and am responsible for my own actions. It also provides me with respect for showing self-control. I have bettered my priorities. Become surer of myself. I am still unconfident and insecure. I enjoy the company of boys more than girls. Except Jenni. I trust four people with my life: my mom, Jenni, Patterson and Kaleb. I am in love, but single. I would do anything for a select group of people. I am slowly overcoming depression. I have a chemical imbalance in my brain and suffer from severe mood swings. I have lost many friends due to this. I have a weakness to help others before myself. I believe in fate and karma more and more. They make things easier to handle. I believe that everything happens for a reason. I am weak and a coward. Starbucks is love. My bed is my safe haven. I enjoy my job some days. I miss my grandma Joyce everyday. I have been known to wake up crying because of it. I suffer from chronic nightmares. It is possible to wake-up more tired then when you went to bed. I sleep better when it is pouring rain. I want to loose my virginity in the rain. I have vivid daydreams. I often can not remember if they are fact or fiction. I adore romance, love and lust. I have had my heart broken and broken my fair share of hearts. I try and keep an open mind. I enjoy learning about everything. I prefer when people are straightforward with me. Do not worry you will not be the first or last person to hurt me. I do not enjoy being lead on or wasting my time. I spend most of my time on MSN, livejournal and myspace. I enjoy music A LOT. I adore working with Springfield (I love them all). I graduated high school with at seventy-eight percent overall average (for the four and a half years). I am going into Developmental Services Worker at Algonquin in the fall. I have an OBSESSION with boys. I only know of one person (whom I know in real life) that can make me stutter, get butterflies and sweaty palms. I also know that he will probably never be mine. I do not stay friends with ex-boyfriends. I have kissed many people. I was bullied as a kid for being fat. I am still a tomboy at heart. I am a bitch. I had an eating disorder (sort of). I go through periods of severe anti-socialism. I adore black and white photography, actually photography in general. I take too many pictures of myself. I do not get turned on easily. I have self-control. I have a wall full of pictures of me and my guy friends. I would say that about eighty-five percent of my room is covered in boys. I love my mommy and tell her far too much. My dad and I do not get along so great. I can not stand my brother about ninety percent of the time. I am all talk. I am a huge flirt and touchy feely. I like guys that are truthful. Appearance is the most important thing. Personality is second. I keep the flyers from shows. Being on the guest list makes me feel special. I can not study to save my life. I am fidgety. I talk stupid when I get really nervous. I really am emotional. I like to make out. I move on easily. I get weak knees when I see hot guys. I was raised well. Nothing really bothers me. I love when people wrap their arms around me. My feet and hands are always cold. I give good massages. I love my smile. Sleeves are the hottest tattoos. I despise body hair. I have been known to give a pretty mean glare. I am a clean freak. I like holding hands and rubbing each others palms. I hold onto people when I am scared. I hate being scared. Heights are my worst fear. I love fog. I get really bad migraines. I fall in and out of love quickly. I am scene, I admit it. I love my Ipod. I read other people fairly well. There is more to me. I am far more complex than this.
Here are some of the obvious things though. I am 5’5”, 145 pounds. I have soccer legs. I am learning to love my body. Treat me and my friends with respect and I will respect you. I have six small tattoos and one large one. I have 10 piercings. Short dark hair. Hazel eyes that change colour. I am Sabs. That is all there is to it.
Love.
it is. Enjoy.
For the rest of you who have no idea what I am talking about...
I wrote down some (a lot) of things about myself...
What I am about, what makes me who I am...
Warning it's long.
But if you want to read it...
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE leave me a comment if you read this....
I want to know what you all think.
This is me. Where I stand and what I stand for. I am shy but outgoing. I enjoy being part of the action but not the center of attention. I want to be noticed but not by everyone. My biggest desire is affection. I enjoy physical contact with people. I am timid in bed unless I trust you. I trust very few people that much. My virginity is precious to me, as are my morals. I live my life drug free. This has made me a stronger person. I have nothing to hide behind and am responsible for my own actions. It also provides me with respect for showing self-control. I have bettered my priorities. Become surer of myself. I am still unconfident and insecure. I enjoy the company of boys more than girls. Except Jenni. I trust four people with my life: my mom, Jenni, Patterson and Kaleb. I am in love, but single. I would do anything for a select group of people. I am slowly overcoming depression. I have a chemical imbalance in my brain and suffer from severe mood swings. I have lost many friends due to this. I have a weakness to help others before myself. I believe in fate and karma more and more. They make things easier to handle. I believe that everything happens for a reason. I am weak and a coward. Starbucks is love. My bed is my safe haven. I enjoy my job some days. I miss my grandma Joyce everyday. I have been known to wake up crying because of it. I suffer from chronic nightmares. It is possible to wake-up more tired then when you went to bed. I sleep better when it is pouring rain. I want to loose my virginity in the rain. I have vivid daydreams. I often can not remember if they are fact or fiction. I adore romance, love and lust. I have had my heart broken and broken my fair share of hearts. I try and keep an open mind. I enjoy learning about everything. I prefer when people are straightforward with me. Do not worry you will not be the first or last person to hurt me. I do not enjoy being lead on or wasting my time. I spend most of my time on MSN, livejournal and myspace. I enjoy music A LOT. I adore working with Springfield (I love them all). I graduated high school with at seventy-eight percent overall average (for the four and a half years). I am going into Developmental Services Worker at Algonquin in the fall. I have an OBSESSION with boys. I only know of one person (whom I know in real life) that can make me stutter, get butterflies and sweaty palms. I also know that he will probably never be mine. I do not stay friends with ex-boyfriends. I have kissed many people. I was bullied as a kid for being fat. I am still a tomboy at heart. I am a bitch. I had an eating disorder (sort of). I go through periods of severe anti-socialism. I adore black and white photography, actually photography in general. I take too many pictures of myself. I do not get turned on easily. I have self-control. I have a wall full of pictures of me and my guy friends. I would say that about eighty-five percent of my room is covered in boys. I love my mommy and tell her far too much. My dad and I do not get along so great. I can not stand my brother about ninety percent of the time. I am all talk. I am a huge flirt and touchy feely. I like guys that are truthful. Appearance is the most important thing. Personality is second. I keep the flyers from shows. Being on the guest list makes me feel special. I can not study to save my life. I am fidgety. I talk stupid when I get really nervous. I really am emotional. I like to make out. I move on easily. I get weak knees when I see hot guys. I was raised well. Nothing really bothers me. I love when people wrap their arms around me. My feet and hands are always cold. I give good massages. I love my smile. Sleeves are the hottest tattoos. I despise body hair. I have been known to give a pretty mean glare. I am a clean freak. I like holding hands and rubbing each others palms. I hold onto people when I am scared. I hate being scared. Heights are my worst fear. I love fog. I get really bad migraines. I fall in and out of love quickly. I am scene, I admit it. I love my Ipod. I read other people fairly well. There is more to me. I am far more complex than this.
Here are some of the obvious things though. I am 5’5”, 145 pounds. I have soccer legs. I am learning to love my body. Treat me and my friends with respect and I will respect you. I have six small tattoos and one large one. I have 10 piercings. Short dark hair. Hazel eyes that change colour. I am Sabs. That is all there is to it.
Love.
it is. Enjoy.