About Me
~it's JO...dammit~
I'm short... 5'1" to be exact. I have long, straight black hair, a cute button nose and brown eyes. I am articulate, opinionated... make that STRONGLY opinionated... reasonably intelligent, talkative, loving, considerate, scathingly sarcastic at times, too honest most of the time, and a good friend and listener all of the time.
I can also be rude, crude, malicious and downright cruel. I have a raging temper (thanks Dad), a sharp tongue, a witty mind and a nice rack. I'm fiercely protective of those I love. You will find a stilleto heel jammed in your left temple should you ever attempt to hurt any of them. When I love, it's with my every ounce of my being... every cell.
But I LOATHE with a PASSION.
I can get quite violent if and when prompted, but I hate that about myself. I don't think it's self defense so much as just a release of a lot of pent up anger through the years. I'm hoping time can wean me of that. I'm pretty easy going and open minded, otherwise. Don't try to categorize me or figure me out... I'm a mindfuck.
If you ever open up a conversation with the phrase, "Be honest with me..." you'd better be prepared for what you may hear. You'll not find a filter between my brain and mouth. I will rarely tell anybody what really bothers me or matters to me unless you play an important role in my life. People typically don't understand me and I don't trust anyone enough to really bare my soul, anyhow.
I use to be all about the drama... but I'm too old for that shit now. I smile a lot, but I'm not the stereotypical, submissive, meek and quiet little Asian chick. I'll play nice while I'm silently sizing you up, motherfucker. I'll usually let people randomly dig their own graves. I keep bits and pieces of intel in my pocket and will only pull it out in times of war... and I always win. When all is said and done, this petite little Asian chick will be ready and able to hold her own. Bring it, bitches.
I really wish that someone will someday invent an "off" switch for my brain. I'm rather impatient. I have deep-rooted anger problems and I'm on Prozac. I have copious amounts of unresolved issues , and I have borderline OCD. I have a "filing system" in my head... everything has its place. If I can't file it, I get very cranky.
My generosity has gotten me royally screwed quite a few times... So I'm rather careful about that, now. I'll give you all the cookies you want, but if I catch your hand in the cookie jar without my permission, I'll rip your arms out of their fucking sockets. Got it??? Good. Let's move on...
Although somewhat politically aware, I was never too politically driven... until recently. Call me a conspiracy theorist; call me unpatriotic; call me whatever you wish. You just can't call me a sheep anymore.
Libertarians UNITE! Vote Ron Paul!
We need a r3VOâ•ution!
I was born Independence Day, 1978. I have two sisters ... love 'em to pieces. They're prettier, smarter and more awesome than you are. I don't speak to my parents for a number of reasons I would rather not mention. [EDIT:] I've recently made peace with my father and have reunited with my birth mother after 25 years. The rest, I will leave to God.
I was born and raised Catholic. But now that I'm all grown up, I don't affiliate myself too closely with any denomination. I just follow the Good Book. I am, however, still fascinated by all wordly religions and philosophies; I think many have much to teach. I just wish people weren't so damned egocentric and thought outside of the box sometimes. The world is much bigger than you or I...
That's right... I'm a Christian.
I'm outspoken about my faith... but I'm not judgmental, and I make it a conscious effort to be open-minded to everything around me. I don't try to "convert" anyone, so please don't chastise me because I believe in something/someone you don't. Mutual respect is expected and deserved, no?
Funny... people will probably hate me more for
being a "Christian" than for being a "bitch"... LOL.
Seems to be the general sentiment these days,
being we are a society that is more accepting
of murderers than of Christ.
Hmmm. I can honestly say that I take
umbrage to neither statement, and I carry
both titles quite proudly, thankyouverymuch.
I'm very happily married, so please do not disrespect me, my husband, or any of my friends. I have a great guy, two phenominal boys, gorgeous twin girls and the most bad ass two year old baby girl... EVER. I challenge you to argue with me about that. My family can kick your family's ass any day. Add me if you'd like to share intelligent discourse and random chuckles. Don't tYpE lIkE DiS, don't exclude punctuation, and please do not message me and say shit like, "hey mami... whats good... what it doooo... holla atcha rican papi... wanna hook up, ma?..." or any derivitive of anything other than English. There's only one person I allow to speak to me that way... and, well... he's already on my friends list. So mnyah. I take my time to make sure that things here are legible and neat. I'd appreciate a recipricol gesture on my page.
I'm willing to add anybody who is secure in their own skin, confident, fun-loving, intellectually curious, articulate, has good grammar, a good sense of humor, and can teach me something new each time we talk.
I'm not shy... so you needn't be. Ask me anything you'd like.
I'll be as candid as I can...
