About Me
I hate doing things like this, the whole justify yourself in this pre marked section, makes it seem like your filling in one of those dating advertisement thingies (which is vaguely creepy in a stalker serial killer kinda way) So lets get this over with like the ripping off of a huge sticky metaphorical plaster.. *sigh*
Im Sade, pronounced Sadie. (Call me Sade as in the singer on purpose and I will plot and for fill your demise with devastating passion and cat like grace, all with an innocent smile on my face) I want to study to become a Special FX Prosthetics and Makeup artist for films, TV and the theatre. Cant wait till the day comes when I can bounce up and down like a giddy school girl, shouting and point at a T.V screen saying “That’s my bloody pealed off facial knife wound!†at some guys face. Or look smug after an audience has turned green/passed out/had a heart attack after watching a film ive done the makeup for. (*sigh* that day will come)
Im a natural blonde so im prone to dappy moments, bear with me if im having one of those days. Im also dyslexic so I can fit the world wide stereotype of the blonde bimbo (some girls get all the luck) but as ditsy as I can come across, remember im more intelligent than I let on. Condescend or patronize me in anyway, you'll make an enemy for life =oD.
I like to think I have a good sense of humor but seeing as sarcasms one of my favorite traits that’s debatable. Silly things really amuse me to the point of giggling on and off for hours like a demented lunatic, that’s why I like cartoons so much, I can also find really sick, morbid and obscure things amusing…
I have an addiction to caffeine and cigarettes which gives me a nice melancholy buzz through out the live long day and keeps me at a stable enough level to have a near understandable human conversation.
Im generally a friendly person and seem to be able to befriend anyone. My true friends I will always hold dear and have all the time in the world for. (even if I suck at calling them back! Lmao)
I like to be sociable, but am more than happy in my own company. I have very little sympathy or compassion for humans to the point that I prefer animals to people any day, I despise anyone that purposely harm any animal in anyway shape or form and strongly believe that what ever has been done to said animal should be done to the person to blame.
Im told im a good listener and should take up a profession as a full time Agony Aunt, so it seems im good at giving people advice *shrugs*
I have zero self esteem and loath having my photo taken to the extent of me hiding behind people or doing 80's style kun fu dives to get out of the presents of a camera.
I love comics, video games and am a self confessed girl-geek and proud. And finally, when I grow up I want to be the Crazy Cat Lady from The Simpsons.
So that’s me summed up in less than 1000 words…
God I feel dirty….
PLEASE READ!!!
Im very picky with who I add to my friends list,
I don’t understand the need to add hundreds/thousands of people just because they pressed a little add button on your profile, its like rewarding a monkey for a moronic task.
Its also a great way to look needy.
I usually only add people ive at least met in person or have had some interesting online conversations with. i have no interest in being a part of your "friend" or woman collecting.
Bands
If I like your music I'll add you myself not otherwise. Im sure your band is the best thing since sliced bread, but I'll be the judge of my own music tastes thank you.
Also
Anyone that’s going to send me comments about my breasts, arse, any other part of my anatomy and then go into detail of what ur going to do to them, don’t expect a friendly or any reply, please don’t talk to me like im a piece of meat its not flattering and it dosn’t “make me horny†no matter how much u insist.
so piss off!!!
Only my close friends have the right to talk to me like that
~:~Attention ladies~:~
Beauty is nothing but the fat cats meal ticket used to drive desperate souls into conformity.
If you don’t look the part you ain’t getting that job, career, man or lifestyle hunny.
Beauty in this century is our false god and vogue its bible.
On an hourly basis young and old are force fed images of the plastic believe in every way and means possible and told that this is the norm that they must follow or be dammed to a life of misery and rejection.
Children are growing up in a would that teaches them to cut, suck, fill, stretch and destroy everything that is unique and truly beautiful about them, And to triad it in for an ideal that Mattel has forced upon us.
The horror of beauty? I don’t think horror is a strong enough word to describe a world that judged people on how they look on the out side and ignores the real beauty of the sole,Forget the four horse men.. Barbie’s coming for you.
(~:~Miss B~The LVRS~:~)
