Sparx
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- Jan 2, 2005
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doing this one in paragraph form. because I am bored.
I'm really a caring person, contrary to popular belief here. I think backwards compared to most people. I read maps and things backwards. Graphing and math classes are very very difficult for me becuase I find faster, easier ways to work things out than most people can, and teachers never like that. So the teacher and I usually butt heads once or twice during the year.
I find beauty in everything. If you go through my digital camera, there are totally random shots of things like a keyboard or the ground or the sky. But that is beautiful to me. I've never thought a person was ugly in my life. I can find something beautiful about anyone. Beautiful hands, eyes, hair, skin, teeth. and those are only physical. Physical beauty pales in comparison to emotional and mental beauty. To be physically gorgeous, but emotionally ugly is to be ugly all over.
Art is my passion. I love it. In my mind, art is blood. Art is alive, to me. Its living, breathing, emotion poured out through a given medium. Art without emotion is a human without a soul. Its not living, mearly existing. And to be art, it must live. I want to be an art teacher. But "art teacher" is a misnomer. Art can't be taught. only guided. Talent can not be taught. Only nurtured. To "teach" art is like teaching breathing. Its natural, and requires no assistance.
I hate to hear "I can't", when I know that you can. I'll make you do something I KNOW you can do, just so you realize it too. And you will feel a million times better afterwards because now, not only I know you can, but you know you can.
I'm in love. I'm in love. I'm in love. I never get tired of saying that. August 24th is my one year anniversary. Christmas eve is my four month anniversary. And I have a date for saturday and sunday. First "real" boyfriend. not one of those two or three day flings that is lucky to last a week. This is longterm, and we both love it that way.
I get attached to people quickly, but I never trust people until given reason to. I can name two people off the top of my head I trust with my life right now, my boyfriend and my best friend. Boyfriend knows me better than anyone ever has, and Best friend and I have known each other since kindergarten.
But just because I don't trust you with my life, doesn't mean I wouldn't lay it down to save yours. I would sacrifice my life to save another's in a heartbeat. I'm just impulsive like that. I don't know how many people can honestly say that, and i know you probably think I'm lying, but I'm not. I don't care who the person is, I don't care what they're worth, or what they mean to me. Life is life. I'd lay down mine to save yours.
I would die to be able to fly. I mean, really, honest to goodness fly. I've wanted to since I was a child. A wise woman once said "a person who will not die for something isn't living for anything". I would die to fly just once. I will hanglide before I'm dead. Just feel the wind in my face and the ground NOT beneath my feet.
I'm not athletic. I don't care for sports, but I'm learning to love them. (BF is a BIG fan.) I'm slowly learning the ins and outs of hockey, basketball, baseball, football, and probably something else. I really like hockey. it holds my attention. (go wings!)
I'm impulsive. I don't think before acting, I don't think before speaking. What you see is what you get with me. I act and live in the moment. I've got an electric personality, and I can light up a room when I want or I can fade away into the crowd. All depends on how I'm feeling. Spend the day with me and you'll go from wallflower, to belle of the ball, back to wallflower in fifteen minutes. I live in a rollercoaster world, and I'm at home here. I thrive with the unknown.
I am really one of a kind, and most of you probably breathe a sigh of relief hearing that. The world can't handle more than one of me. I'm 100% unique, and I like it that way.
I'm so open minded that my brain is going to fall out of my ear one of these days. I honestly don't care who you are, what you've done, who you know, what color you are, what race you are, what country you're from or what you believe. I'm judging you on how you treat me and the people around you.
I'm big on manners. Please, thankyou, yes, no, holding doors, pulling out chairs, passing the salt. All of it. Chivelry is not dead with me.
I can write for hours and hours about myeslf, but I know that none of you honestly care, so I'll end it here.
I'm really a caring person, contrary to popular belief here. I think backwards compared to most people. I read maps and things backwards. Graphing and math classes are very very difficult for me becuase I find faster, easier ways to work things out than most people can, and teachers never like that. So the teacher and I usually butt heads once or twice during the year.
I find beauty in everything. If you go through my digital camera, there are totally random shots of things like a keyboard or the ground or the sky. But that is beautiful to me. I've never thought a person was ugly in my life. I can find something beautiful about anyone. Beautiful hands, eyes, hair, skin, teeth. and those are only physical. Physical beauty pales in comparison to emotional and mental beauty. To be physically gorgeous, but emotionally ugly is to be ugly all over.
Art is my passion. I love it. In my mind, art is blood. Art is alive, to me. Its living, breathing, emotion poured out through a given medium. Art without emotion is a human without a soul. Its not living, mearly existing. And to be art, it must live. I want to be an art teacher. But "art teacher" is a misnomer. Art can't be taught. only guided. Talent can not be taught. Only nurtured. To "teach" art is like teaching breathing. Its natural, and requires no assistance.
I hate to hear "I can't", when I know that you can. I'll make you do something I KNOW you can do, just so you realize it too. And you will feel a million times better afterwards because now, not only I know you can, but you know you can.
I'm in love. I'm in love. I'm in love. I never get tired of saying that. August 24th is my one year anniversary. Christmas eve is my four month anniversary. And I have a date for saturday and sunday. First "real" boyfriend. not one of those two or three day flings that is lucky to last a week. This is longterm, and we both love it that way.
I get attached to people quickly, but I never trust people until given reason to. I can name two people off the top of my head I trust with my life right now, my boyfriend and my best friend. Boyfriend knows me better than anyone ever has, and Best friend and I have known each other since kindergarten.
But just because I don't trust you with my life, doesn't mean I wouldn't lay it down to save yours. I would sacrifice my life to save another's in a heartbeat. I'm just impulsive like that. I don't know how many people can honestly say that, and i know you probably think I'm lying, but I'm not. I don't care who the person is, I don't care what they're worth, or what they mean to me. Life is life. I'd lay down mine to save yours.
I would die to be able to fly. I mean, really, honest to goodness fly. I've wanted to since I was a child. A wise woman once said "a person who will not die for something isn't living for anything". I would die to fly just once. I will hanglide before I'm dead. Just feel the wind in my face and the ground NOT beneath my feet.
I'm not athletic. I don't care for sports, but I'm learning to love them. (BF is a BIG fan.) I'm slowly learning the ins and outs of hockey, basketball, baseball, football, and probably something else. I really like hockey. it holds my attention. (go wings!)
I'm impulsive. I don't think before acting, I don't think before speaking. What you see is what you get with me. I act and live in the moment. I've got an electric personality, and I can light up a room when I want or I can fade away into the crowd. All depends on how I'm feeling. Spend the day with me and you'll go from wallflower, to belle of the ball, back to wallflower in fifteen minutes. I live in a rollercoaster world, and I'm at home here. I thrive with the unknown.
I am really one of a kind, and most of you probably breathe a sigh of relief hearing that. The world can't handle more than one of me. I'm 100% unique, and I like it that way.
I'm so open minded that my brain is going to fall out of my ear one of these days. I honestly don't care who you are, what you've done, who you know, what color you are, what race you are, what country you're from or what you believe. I'm judging you on how you treat me and the people around you.
I'm big on manners. Please, thankyou, yes, no, holding doors, pulling out chairs, passing the salt. All of it. Chivelry is not dead with me.
I can write for hours and hours about myeslf, but I know that none of you honestly care, so I'll end it here.