D - O - double N - A spells Donna... and that's me. Just to warn you in advance, if you continue to read on, I suggest you put on a pot of coffee and do some leg stretches... you'll be reading for awhile.
I am MySpace user number 23704. I've been on MySpace since 2003sep25 and I'm either: (A) COOL for being on MySpace for such a long time or (B) a LOSER for being on MySpace for such a long time. Choose wisely. If it were me, I'd pick letter (B). By the way, over a year and a half ago, I used to have 400 people on my original "friends" list, but I got tired of the random faces and the increasing number of so-called "friends" was starting to become pointless. So basically, if you do decide to add me, please don't just do it for the sake of popularity. I know everyone says that, but come on now, I'm not here to accept your friend request, just to be another stranger on your list. And when I do add you, an acknowledgement of my existence would be nice. I'm not expecting anything spectacular... a simple HELLO will suffice. I have a pretty decent memory and I do remember who has and hasn't ever sent me some kind of greeting message or has made an attempt to keep in contact with me after I've accepted them. And I'll try my best to return the greeting, even though it may come late at times. I'm a huge procrastinator. And I apologize for that, I really don't mean to neglect you. Oh, and I just do not want to be another lost face in your sea of pictures. Also a little reminder to those of you who continue with reading the rest of my profile and actually read my somewhat finely printed note, you folks will get bonus points and a huge amount of appreciation from me. (You'll know what I mean if and when you come across it.)
So, I don't really want to go through the tedious task of writing about myself, but I'll do it anyways. Ho-hum. *drags feet* I believe that everything (both positive and negative) happens for a reason. I'm sure that you've all heard that a gazillion times, but I really do think there is purpose and meaning behind all things occuring in our own lives. And whether we like it or not, yes, SHIT HAPPENS! And somehow, we just need to deal and cope with it. We all make mistakes and sometimes we never learn from them and then there are times where it just takes repeating the same mistake over and over before you finally do learn -- and when you do learn, it's such a worthwhile feeling... it's like clarity hits you right over the head and knocks some sense into you, that or it knocks you unconcious. It'd be nice if I always took my own advice, but things are easier said than done. I'm not always as positive and happy as I'd like to be. The weather man inside my little head usually reports "cloudy skies with slight drizzle" for my 7-day forecast. I get a lot of thunder storms in my weather report. Every now and then, my weather man will be nice and will forecast "cloudy skies, but with a bit patchy sunshine." I look forward to those days. I used to live in Hawaii and majority of the days were full of sunshine and I mean that literally. I like the warmth, but I dislike any contact with direct sunlight. As the song goes: "The sunlight makes me paranoid." Maybe I should invest in a really cool parasol or one of those paper umbrellas from Chinatown, and bust it out during the daylight hours. Hmm, I think I've just backed my way onto a dead end street... what am I supposed to link together with Chinatown's paper umbrellas and sunshine days? I don't know. I have a tendency to ramble away and discuss random things. That's the reason why some of my letters turn out to be novel-like and longer than life (sometimes I think my long letters scare people away). I'm very detailed and I have a pretty good memory. I'm good at remembering birthdays. I've been told that I'm anal and that I think too much. My best friend, Cher once told me, "Donna, you know when people eat chicken and they'll eat it straight to the bone... well, I think you debone the bone." haha. I thought that was funny. I like laughing. I don't think I laugh enough. Maybe because I'm gloomy most of the time. I've also been told that I should smile more. I hate it when people say, "You're so quiet." I got a lot of that bullshit throughout elementary up until high school. Usually, people who do say that are people who don't know me too well... basically, people I could care less about. My friends know that I'm not quiet. They'll somtimes tell me that I'm weird and I always reply back with a "Thank You!" I'm not an open book. I'm a private person and I hide and mask myself from the world. It's a habit I've done since I was a kid. I was a lonely kid. I'd be in a crowd of people and still feel so alone. I became acquainted with my solitude, anger and sadness at a very young age. I don't trust in many and confide in only a few. Look at me, I'm rambling. I know that I was supposed to insert a paragraph indention somewhere. I'll do it here....
I need to learn how to cut things short and get to the point. Maybe I'll start now. I love the color green. It makes me happy. It's reminds me of life and nature. I'm bad at telling jokes. I always seem to remember the beginning and the punch-line, but I always goof up on the middle part of the joke. If you've ever seen Finding Nemo, I'm like Marlin the fish when he tried to tell a joke. I have a joke that always makes me laugh, but my friends think it's so lame. They think I'm strange because I always laugh at it. It goes: "What do you call cheese that's not yours?" That's where you folks come in and give me your answer. I'll be waiting. You can't tell from it, but I'm laughing at that joke right now. Really, it's so lame, but I always laugh at it. I love it. My cousin who was 7 years old first told me that joke. I like speaking in 2nd and 3rd person. She can be absent-minded and a clumsy gal. Donna loves originality. Don't be a drone and conform to the hive. I don't know if that made sense. I just made it up right now. I adore movie quotes. "Are we the dining dead?" Go ahead and name that film -- it's one of my favorites! I don't watch much television, but when I do, I'll like watching shows on PBS. Educational and informative material interest me more than that reality show crap. When I'm in line and ordering my food, by the time I get to the cashier, I make sure that I project my voice because I don't like having to repeat myself. If you want to annoy the fuck out of me, then go and make me repeat something that I've already clearly said 10 times. Sometimes, I'm amazed at how many incompetent imbeciles are infesting this planet. I like simplicity and I'm not interested in all the materialistic glitz and glam. Like a friend of mine once said, "You are not what you own." I always get butterflies in my tummy when I walk into an art supply store or a used bookshop. I LOVE thrift shops. Lately, I've been buying cassette tapes. I buy records albums as well, even though at the current moment I do not own a record player (hopefully, I'll be purchasing one soon). Most of the time, I'll buy a records albums for their cover artwork... things like that help in creatively inspiring me. It's a good thing that they're just $0.99. I always save my ticket stub whenever I go to the movie theaters. I like to sit through the entire ending film credits and prefer center seating as opposed to aisle seating, although I do prefer window seats when I'm on an airplane. Litter bugs me, so pick up your trash and just mosey on over to a trash can, waste cannister or garbage bin.
I haven't had a carbonated/caffeinated soft drink since 2005jun14. I'm trying to delete the consumption of soda pops from my body. I used to smoke those cancer sticks, but I don't anymore. I've quit. I know my lungs and health are happy about that. I've never used any mind enhancing chemical substance. At this point in my life, I have no desire to do drugs. I've been around people who do/did it... I've had the offers and the temptation is there, but I just let it pass. I've seen the outcome and heard their stories, and I don't think I want to stumble and spiral down that same dark road they've told me about. I think about it, and I'd like to be 77 years old and have a youngin' admire me for never having done drugs. There's Jerome (the 77 year old owner of the Brand Bookshop) and he's never smoked a cigarette and I admire him for that. And plus, with knowing how depressed and emotional I get, I don't think it'd be a safe idea for me to use drugs. I get really depressed and go through long periods of withdrawl and cry all the time. I'd probably become fixed and be in need of something to make all the pain go away, even if just for a short time. I am my own enemy. I am also my own motivation. One of these days, I'd like to be able to cross "Enter a marathon" off of my THINGS TO DO BEFORE I CROAK list. I've been jogging lately. I love that runner's high. Even though you have to endure all that physical pain in the process, the euphoric physical and mental outcome is worth it. I realize that in the end, it's beneficial to stay fit and healthy. I was watching the news awhile ago and they mentioned this website that will calculate your life expectancy. At the rate that I'm going, if I keep up with what I'm doing, I'll live to be 90 years old. But again, that doesn't guarantee that tomorrow when I'm crossing the street, I won't get hit and killed on impact by a huge semi-truck. Check out the website: www.agingresearch.org/calculator/
By the way, if at any point, you feel the need to say "I'm sorry" to me, don't even bother... I really didn't ask for your pity.
I have a Xanga blog that I haven't updated. My last blog dates back to 2004aug14. www.xanga.com/lone_stargazer
I also have a Deviant Art account. Most of the artwork that I do have up is from 2004. It's been awhile since I've last uploaded any new art. lonestargazer.deviantart.com
The following are photos or images of mine. Don't be an ASSHOLE and jack my shit!!! I'm not trying to be full of myself when I ask that... if you like it and think it's cool and just want to save it and view it for your own pleasure, then I'm fine with that, but I know that there are people out that'll take things and credit them as their own. I just don't want to have to see something of mine and see that some dumbass took it credited as theirs. I can be a nice person. Don't tick me off and make me have to go crazy on your ass! Please be considerate.
Also, if you click on a thumbnail, you'll be able to view the full-size image. And on each image I have a logo sticker on it. Please DO NOT try to duplicate it... I designed it and everything down to the colors that I selected actually has significance to me. So, don't be a jerk off and try to take it!!! It's of an ancient Filipino script called Babayin (also known as Alibata). Unfortunately, not many Filipinos are aware of it. Anyways, it means MALAYA and the definitions go as follows: (1) free. (2) not in someone elses power. (3) not controlled or enslaved by another foreign government. (4) free from influence of others. (5) free to create one's destiny. (6) free to speak one's mind. (7) free to dream. (8) A FREE PEOPLE. (I actually plan on getting it tattooed on my left wrist to cover up some scars. I want it inked in red to symbolize blood.)
PHOTOS
The Evens - Ian MacKaye & Amy Farina @ McCabe's Guitar (2005feb06)
Shonen Knife @ Spaceland (2005mar25)
Dinosaur Jr. @ Spaceland (2005apr16)
DRAWINGS
GRAPHICS / PHOTOSHOPED