Pretend that everybody who reads your journal is reading about you for the first time. Write a passage, including basic facts and fun random facts, so that everyone can get to know you and understand your normal journals which might discuss subjects that are confusing if you don't know the history -
I'm writing this, now a redhead. My hair colour isn't exactly essential to knowing who i am, but it does give an indication as to what i am- my hair colour actually contributed to quite a large part of my life, but more on that later.
I'm scruffy looking: which may lead people to think that i'm careless, tomboyish and overall uncouth- but i'm not, really, only sometimes. I've, however, been told that i 'clean up nicely' and adjectives used to described me have included ' pretty' 'smart' and 'hardworking' as well as 'the world's biggest nerd'. Nicknames for me have included ' pixie' as well as ' polly' and when people feel like teasing me they tell me that i look like avril lavigne. but i don't.
I'm in love. Yes, i'm one of those sickeningly mushy, somewhat dependent couple halves. But i like it- i don't blame you for cringing at the idea of it, i probably would too if i were on the outside, but i'm not so it feels like the best damned thing in the world, and, to me, it is.
I like to sing, most of my childhood memories include me running around singing at the top of my lungs, with most people telling me to shut up, until i joined a choir, aged 10, which cultivated a passionate love for music which i still possess. My music tastes include an affinity for indie pop rock alternative type stuff these days, but i've also got a great appreciation for classical music- so long as it's done right- and for jazz. My long time music loves include the beatles, my recent favourites include molly jenson, the shins and the wrens, amongst many others.
I pretend to write. Sort of. I tend to write, at times, but very rarely these days and only when inspirations hits- i often find myself thinking these days that it's a farce for me to even have a page on such a website, with my having produced anything new or significant in a good 5 months. But writing got me through some of the most difficult times of my life, so i will be, in spirit, a writer.
When i was about 9 my cousin told me i should be a nurse, for helping a person in a wheelchair make his way through a crowd. i think he said that because nursing was the only helping profession he clearly knew of at aged 9, but he was right about one thing, i did, and do, have a certain love for helping people. It's this love, as well as my sheer fascination with the human condition, that has led me to pursue a career in psychology. It's something i've since pursued with such a drive that often i find very little else to describe myself by- i love being fascinated by what i'm learning, and i look to only learn, and then practice, more.
My favourite instrument is the piano. I could easily fall into a whimsical trance when listening to such music, but i never learnt to play- largely because i couldn't manage to draw the treble clef(t?) in my first music lesson with my sister when i was 6. So now, my lovely piano remains lonely, gathering dust and further venturing out of tune.
I turned red just before my 18th birthday, a disctint move to establish a set identity for myself, something which i found a bit superficial to do basedf on image, but which i nonetheless supplemented by getting a tattoo and a wardrobe which will forever never be good enough. It was, however, these changes that caught someone's attention, and which thus led to further life changes and completedness. It's something which i find rather funny.
I've recieved several compliments in my life, some which had secondary punishments, such as 'from the neck up you're perfect' (my petty insecure little girl went- what about the rest of me?) and others have been a lot more flattering, such as 'you're easily the best girl in malta' or 'you're a blessing' and even 'you should let your light shine'. I still blush when i think of these moments.
I tend to be pretty enthusiastic about most things i pursue, a quirk which has been nurtured since my childhood- along with my love of books and my very vivid imagination. Nowadays it's mostly manifested in my hyper studentness, which hopefully will pay off...
I still sleep with a soft toy, though this was a habit only picked up at age 13.
There are very few people who i'd do pretty much anything for, but i believe that they sure are worth it.
I've been somewhat lucky throughout life by always knowing what i wanted to do. I still, however, look to find further meaning in my existence, but i'm not in any real hurry to do so, answers come to me along this journey i'm on- oh i know, i'm such a hippy.
I find myself running out of things to write, even though i know that there's lots more i could potentially say. I'll leave it at that for now. I know i've focused mostly on the present- but i feel little need to delve into a psychodynamic interpretation of my life, history, drives and being.
May you be happy

Devious Comments
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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Promises are nothing but lies tied with ribbons
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Tranquility interrupted by a jealous mind, life overcome by the grief of the ending, celebratory drinks for a lost occasion, a mind full of black, the tainted, dirty white.
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and thanks for the fav too
lis
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and i do paintings too... enter lizi land... [link]
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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and i know i have a heavy heart, you can feel it when we kiss. so many men stronger than you have put their backs out, trying to lift it.
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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and i do paintings too... enter lizi land... [link]
lis
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and i do paintings too... enter lizi land... [link]
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-=Apart from lacking a soul, I'm perfect=-
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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-=Apart from lacking a soul, I'm perfect=-
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
Mornin
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-=Apart from lacking a soul, I'm perfect=-
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
Love ya
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"When the creations of a genius collide with the mind of a layman, and produce an empty sound, there is little doubt as to which is at fault. "
--Salvador Dali
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I would not be here if I had not been introduced to DA by my good friend srawberry-lilla [link]
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-polly:you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
Hope you enjoyed it
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I would not be here if I had not been introduced to DA by my good friend srawberry-lilla [link]
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I would not be here if I had not been introduced to DA by my good friend srawberry-lilla [link]
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-polly:you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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