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All my fashion icons, the cast of satc (mostly Kim Cattrall), and a talking penis!
Everything Your Friends Need To Know About You!!!
Basic
Name: Mia
Nickname(s): Me me
Birthday: Not telling
Birthplace: Your mother
Current Location: NYC
Height: 5'1 or 2
Hair Color: chesnut brown
Eye Color: hazel green
Race, Heritage: Russian Jew
In A Relationship: Nope
Piercings: Ears
Tattoos: No but want one!
Scars: on my left knee
About You Friends
Guys or Girls: Both
Best Friend(s): Too many
Newest: Meh
Funniest: All my friends are funny
Weirdest: All my friends are werid
Craziest: All my friends are crazy
Girliest: All my friends are girly even some of the boys
Dullest: Don't know
Loudest: All are load
Closest: Don't know
Relationship Information
In One: No
Have A Crush: Yep
Been In Love: No
Want To Get Married: Don't know yet
Dream Wedding: Quicky in Vegas! (jk)
Want To Have Kids: NO!
How Many Kids: NONE!
Best First Date Location: Beach
Best First Kiss Location: Anywhere you feel cofterable and is cute!
Do You...?
Take Showers Daily: Yes
Want To Go To College: Yes
Believe In Yourself: Sure why not
Get Motion Sickness: Yes
Think You're Attractive: Meh I know I'm not ughly
Think You're A Health Freak: Not really
Get Along With Your Parents: Yes
In The Past Month Have You...?
Gone To The Mall: No
Eaten An Entire Box Of Oreos: No hate oreos!
Eaten Sushi: YES! Of course!
Been On Stage: No sadly
Made Homemade Cookies: No
Gone Skinny Dipping: No but wish so
Dyed Your Hair: No I have never dyed my hair
Stolen Anything: No
Ever...?
Been Thrashed Or Completely Drunk: Not answering this online
Been Called A Tease: Not to my face
Got Beaten Up: No
Dumped: No
Been In The Hospital (For Yourself): Yes
A Little More Personal
Your Weakness: Boys, shoes, clothes, brownies, and satc!
Your Fears: To die alone
Dream Job: To have my own fashion line or to be a successful actress!
Goal You'd Like To Achieve: Be sucessful when I grow up
Your Thoughts First Waking Up: Fuck i'm tired
How'd You Like To Die: Not in pain
Where'd You Like To Attend College: Not sure yet
Contry You Want To Visit: All over Europe
Number Of CD's You Own: None I have itunes
Number Of Things You Regret In Your Past: Too many!
Number Of People You Trust With Your Life: Enough
Favorites
Actor: Kim Cattrall or Merely Streep
Movie: SOOO MANY I LOVE!
Music Genre: Everything!
Band: A lot
Shoes: Jimmy Choo, Marc Jacobs, Christian Louboutin, Manolo's ect...
Place: California!
Season: Spring
Holiday: Fleet Week lol CUTE SAILORS!
Color(s): Pink, blue, orange, green, purple, yellow ALL COLORS!
Number(s): 7 and 21
Animal: Love all animals!
Memory: CSEB or funny memories just being with my friends
This Or That
Pepsi Or Coke: None not a soda person
TV or Movie: SEX AND THE CITY!
Gols Or Silver: Silver
Milkshake Or Smoothie: Hard to say
Fries Or Onion Rings: Fries
Optimist or Pessimist: A little bit of both
Snow Or Rain: Snow
Day Or Night: Hard to say
Hug Or Kiss: Both is nice ;)
Chocolate Or Vanilla: CHOCOLATE!
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SEX AND THE CITY!
I only read Tibbys peoms so here I one that Tibby wrote about me!Mia you walked into my life palms outstretched, arms open wide Needy, grasping for something California would never supply you with But you were permanent; you were statuesqueI came into your life, chest outward, and chin up. Walking with a swagger that barely showed a hint of my self consciousness And I saw you as permanent, statuesque.California gives off this kind of radiance. You can smell love, and smog, and salt in the air. You can taste the grime, the collagen, and the sun.We would walk; you and me, and I would look at the passerby and watch the sun set Wondering if the peoples happiness was fading Like the California sun parched tan that glazed everyone of their faces.You spoke words in which I could not commune with. You gave me a raw friendship and religion. You were my lifeline.At age twelve we would fight. Not out of contempt or spite, But merely out of necessity. We had everything needed for full life. Based on Maslow's hierarchy of needs that is. You were my social belonging and safety. But you lacked what you really did need.Your beautiful heart made of wide-open books. Of poetry of the body and a library of smiles. All now back cataloged into my memory, thus never forgotten.And then one day you brought tears and New York. A city of a million stories. And a city of catastrophe.And I love this girl, but I hate this city. Pounded my thoughts. Like an army racing towards my notebook. I cross the lines; you color outside the box.And you were permanent. You were statuesque.But even statues crumble. And New York of al places knows best. That not everything stationary is permanent.
Samantha Jone's Sex and the City