A different side of me
Mar. 10th, 2004 04:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dreadfulpennyThis started as a response to an entry on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
whitecrow0's journal. She said "I want you to treat yourself and your journal as something outside of yourself you are trying to promote. I want you to treat yourself as you would your most-adored friend." I started writing, and this is what I came up with:
I've never used anything other than my true first name on the internet. Despite this, friends have given me a dozen other names and titles. Honestly, I prefer Wendy. I'm approaching my mid-twenties at an alarming rate. Part of me is and will always remain a child, though I'm becoming steeped in adulthood. For example, if asked to describe my perfect day, it would still include ice cream cones and roller coasters, though it's far more likely to end with margaritas and silk bedsheets than it is with pizza and a Disney movie.
I like Disney movies (the old ones) and pizza (pepperoni, pineapple, mushrooms and black olives) just fine though. I love candles, chocolate, cinnamon, techno music, driving down the interstate in the middle of the night with all of the windows down, dogs (all kinds), certain cats, the snow, and walking through the rain. I am a mixed bag of likes and dislikes. I love vegetarian sushi and expensive coffee, but I'm also thrilled with a really good peanut-butter and strawberry jam sandwich and a glass of milk. I live in jeans (slim-fitting, boot-cut low-riders are my current favorites) and consider myself to be a well-versed denim critic.
I am a student. I will be a student for the rest of my life, even if it's only through independent study. Learning is one of the most important things in the universe. There's so much to absorb and know, and I want to know as much of it as I possibly can. I love to read - reading is like opening a door to another world. When I finish a book, I feel as though I've absorbed new lives into my own. This is part of the reason why I found LiveJournal so appealing. It gave me a chance to look into so many other worlds and lives. I call myself a writer, but I haven't touched any of my work in far too long. I write in a journal every single day, whether it is an electronic one or a bound book that I keep by my bed. I do this because I *have* to. My mind becomes a confusing, crowded place to be if I don't do this. I cannot make sense of anything until it is written down before me. I began writing fiction because I saw characters in my head that wouldn't go away. They were moving around, living lives of their own, and it was frustrating because I needed to get through my life. It was impossible to do with a dozen other people walking around inside my mind. Like fictional parasites, these creatures sucked my mental energy, and it was impossible to focus on anything else. So I began to write about them to release them, much in the way that I wrote in a journal to release objective thoughts. Fortunately, this seemed to work. Unfortunately, new characters sprang up like weeds and continue to suck my time and thought. It's an unending cycle, but that's ok with me.
I am a sensitive person who feels other people's pain deeply. I will always stop to listen when a person needs a listening ear. I am a peaceful soul. I am convinced that the entire world is an enormous sandbox, and I want to be left alone to play in my corner. I become incensed when other people stray from their corners and start screwing around with everybody else's castles and sand-dragons. Put simply, it's "live and let live" to the nth degree, and THAT is why I get so worked up over certain issues. I refuse to judge people, unless something has been done that violates another life.
I love people. I love humanity as a whole. I love watching them move around through their lives, marvelling at the fact that everybody seems so different while we are very, very similar. I love my friends and family fiercely and will go to battle and fight for every single one of them if the need arises. I love an individual person, but I'm cautious and practical enough to know that our relationship is a carefully balanced one, and that drastic action could upset the whole thing.
Music is one of the most important things to my life. It's hard for me to put my thoughts on this into words. There is always a song in my head, and it varies with my mood. Music defines my mood, my state of mind, and my life. Every phase that I've ever gone through has a theme song (or an entire soundtrack) to accompany it.
I believe in God, but I also believe that there are innumerable ways to worship the Higher Being of the universe. I read tarot cards and get flashes of warning. Sometimes I simply know things, and I can't explain why, and if I try to do it deliberately, sometimes I fail. I believe that everything in life happens for a reason, and I believe that I'm in the place where I'm supposed to be, even though it might not be the place where I want to be.
whitecrow0's journal. She said "I want you to treat yourself and your journal as something outside of yourself you are trying to promote. I want you to treat yourself as you would your most-adored friend." I started writing, and this is what I came up with:I've never used anything other than my true first name on the internet. Despite this, friends have given me a dozen other names and titles. Honestly, I prefer Wendy. I'm approaching my mid-twenties at an alarming rate. Part of me is and will always remain a child, though I'm becoming steeped in adulthood. For example, if asked to describe my perfect day, it would still include ice cream cones and roller coasters, though it's far more likely to end with margaritas and silk bedsheets than it is with pizza and a Disney movie.
I like Disney movies (the old ones) and pizza (pepperoni, pineapple, mushrooms and black olives) just fine though. I love candles, chocolate, cinnamon, techno music, driving down the interstate in the middle of the night with all of the windows down, dogs (all kinds), certain cats, the snow, and walking through the rain. I am a mixed bag of likes and dislikes. I love vegetarian sushi and expensive coffee, but I'm also thrilled with a really good peanut-butter and strawberry jam sandwich and a glass of milk. I live in jeans (slim-fitting, boot-cut low-riders are my current favorites) and consider myself to be a well-versed denim critic.
I am a student. I will be a student for the rest of my life, even if it's only through independent study. Learning is one of the most important things in the universe. There's so much to absorb and know, and I want to know as much of it as I possibly can. I love to read - reading is like opening a door to another world. When I finish a book, I feel as though I've absorbed new lives into my own. This is part of the reason why I found LiveJournal so appealing. It gave me a chance to look into so many other worlds and lives. I call myself a writer, but I haven't touched any of my work in far too long. I write in a journal every single day, whether it is an electronic one or a bound book that I keep by my bed. I do this because I *have* to. My mind becomes a confusing, crowded place to be if I don't do this. I cannot make sense of anything until it is written down before me. I began writing fiction because I saw characters in my head that wouldn't go away. They were moving around, living lives of their own, and it was frustrating because I needed to get through my life. It was impossible to do with a dozen other people walking around inside my mind. Like fictional parasites, these creatures sucked my mental energy, and it was impossible to focus on anything else. So I began to write about them to release them, much in the way that I wrote in a journal to release objective thoughts. Fortunately, this seemed to work. Unfortunately, new characters sprang up like weeds and continue to suck my time and thought. It's an unending cycle, but that's ok with me.
I am a sensitive person who feels other people's pain deeply. I will always stop to listen when a person needs a listening ear. I am a peaceful soul. I am convinced that the entire world is an enormous sandbox, and I want to be left alone to play in my corner. I become incensed when other people stray from their corners and start screwing around with everybody else's castles and sand-dragons. Put simply, it's "live and let live" to the nth degree, and THAT is why I get so worked up over certain issues. I refuse to judge people, unless something has been done that violates another life.
I love people. I love humanity as a whole. I love watching them move around through their lives, marvelling at the fact that everybody seems so different while we are very, very similar. I love my friends and family fiercely and will go to battle and fight for every single one of them if the need arises. I love an individual person, but I'm cautious and practical enough to know that our relationship is a carefully balanced one, and that drastic action could upset the whole thing.
Music is one of the most important things to my life. It's hard for me to put my thoughts on this into words. There is always a song in my head, and it varies with my mood. Music defines my mood, my state of mind, and my life. Every phase that I've ever gone through has a theme song (or an entire soundtrack) to accompany it.
I believe in God, but I also believe that there are innumerable ways to worship the Higher Being of the universe. I read tarot cards and get flashes of warning. Sometimes I simply know things, and I can't explain why, and if I try to do it deliberately, sometimes I fail. I believe that everything in life happens for a reason, and I believe that I'm in the place where I'm supposed to be, even though it might not be the place where I want to be.
