23 years of meaningless age and rocking my life in Brooklyn. Graduated in the beginning of this year with a B.A. in Religion - ridiculous I know, and I love it. Contemplating getting a Masters in Theology. Born in Bklyn. Raised, for lack of a better term in S.I., lived in Manhattan for college and as already stated now I'm back where I started.
Learning as life goes on that there are less and less people that I like and love in this life, but there are some and they know who they are. Maybe they don't, i don't know. I love learning about things so I can become less of an irrational human being who hates on things she can't understand. I love to read about weird creepy things. I try to exercise - this means I play Wii Sports and DDR sometimes. I never aim to please anyone but myself. Luckily it pleases me to make others happy - This is not really true anymore, does that make me selfish? I love culture. I still have serious separation anxiety since Rocky's has closed and I can't walk past 29th and Lexington because of it. I'll always miss the Hunter dorms, even though now I don't have to share showers and a building with dirty girls and cockroaches. I've learned to love that I'm tall. I love that I can rock being girly, but never feel more comfortable then when I'm in my pjz and a wife beater. I use the words hoe, slut, hooker, and bitch to describe the people I like. I work at Park Ave Bank. Business Hoe. I love to sing but really don't do it anymore, and it's something I am truly disappointed about. I love tattoos and am planning new additions this year (I hope I don't chicken out). I don't love piercings. I love when people take you completely by surprise and are nothing as you thought they would be, but this rarely happens anymore. I hate change, but try to do it often because I know it's part of life, and there is no way to stay the same forever. I love playing in the rain. I love chocolate chip cookies. I love to sleep. I hate my cell phone. I am really, really, truly stubborn and never wrong, in case you haven't noticed.Lastly, one of my Myspace "pet peeves" is when people who are from Staten think it's acceptable to friend me simply on the basis that we both have resided in the same miserable place at one point in our lives. Based on this fact I promise I do not feel a bond with you that makes me incapable of rejecting your request, I most certainly will.
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