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*death by meatloaf*

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About Me

i guess i can state some of my habits and interests, but would feel really stupid making that the defining outline of me. i would feel like i was on some kind of ridiculous dating show, hoping not to be ruled out by appearing most ideal. the truth is, i don't think i can so easily describe who i am with just simple words. i'm a continuously developing human being like most, if not all. i would like to say i'm a basically good person, however, due to difficult life experiences and major blunders along the pathway of existence... i have become rather pessimistic and have learned to build a virtually bullet proof shield over myself. these days i pretty much try to avoid people mainly to cut out any room for catastrophic human error, but mostly to avoid being a total bitch. i prefer losing myself in scientific research and am fascinated with biochemistry because i would rather view something by it's structure and not by it's action alone. structure amazes me. the constant expanding research of how we exist is enough to keep me preoccupied from the truth of how we exist among each other. most of my interests are not shared by any of my peers, which often keeps me creating aliases involving popular culture in order to find a common base with others. sometimes that gets old. so, i just revert into a recluse within the confines of my own world. i'm forever (it seems) chiseling the beaten pathway of becoming an MD in pediatrics. i know i'll get through med school, but it can be overwhelming at times. i recently received my bachelors in biochemistry from the university of Virginia, and am currently working as a lab technician for sentara med. i'm unusually young to be this far in my education, which for me, can sometimes be a deterrent to proceed fully and not take a step back for a while. i have picked up quite a few vices along the way, however, don't necessarily feel all them are bad habits. ha ha i like some. i'm a chain smoker with a vast curiosity in the mind altering substances. i enjoy getting fucked up at any time of day or night. i'm a mean perfectionist but i smile easily. i rule out all competition when it comes to anything i pursue in life. i hate playing games but i love making a scene when i feel justified in doing so. sometimes i'll recall a funny memory and find myself laughing out loud to a silent thought. that's amusing to watch, i'm sure. i have this tendency to fuck your shit up (either physically or psychologically) if you ever betray me or anyone i love. i'm not invincible but i fear very little. adrenaline gives me a rush that's better then cocain and sex. i keep it realer then most ppl can handle, but i never fuck around. unfortunately, fake bitches make me wanna obliterate human existence and lying whores keep me realizing why intelligent people are so crucial for the survival of mankind. i refuse to let this world be taken by ideocrocy! lol fortunately my breasts do this amazing trick where they defy gravity, and my stomach is flat because i laugh ... a lot. i don't appreciate most men's inexplicable ability to use unassumingly "nice girls" for their personal benefits. it's making much fewer "nice girls" out there. sometimes when i think about it, i feel like reverting into a total sociopath and biologically engineering a weapon to kill them slowly, while they painfully experience their dicks rapidly decay into carnage. yes. graphic, i know. most times, thinking about it just makes me depressed. like i said, i've come to avoid people. i grew up in just about every continent in the world with the exception of antarctica. i am multi lingual, but never found it so unusual until i came to the states. unfortunately there are times when it puts a smile on my face to run intellectual circles around a pathetic mind. but then i just feel guilty about being so arrogant and imagine all the rocket scientists with nuero capabilities i can only dream of possessing. my caution in others has never been unnecessary, and my tenacity and indestructible ability to persevere is phenomenal. i'm far from perfect. i sometimes judge, i learn to hate quickly out of defensive instincts of my own. but i never with hold a chance for you to prove other wise, and i ALWAYS tell it like it is. thankssssI edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove.Oh no! It is an ever fixed markThat looks on tempests and is never shaken.It is the star to every wandering bark,Whose worthâ€,,s unknown, although his height be taken.Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeksWithin his bending sickleâ€,,s compass come.Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,But bears it out even to the edge of doom.If this be error and upon me proved,I never writ, nor no man ever loved.-William Shakespeare's Sonnet 116 Nana --
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My Interests

humans, human insides, biochemistry, organic chemistry, carbon hydrogen bonds, the buckminsterfullerene molecule and its flawless design, mind altering substances, quantum physics, ppl that i can talk about quantum physics with, biologically engineered viruses, coffee, finding mankind's ultimate equilibrium in corrilation with the universe, yoga, ppl with exceptionally high intelligence, creative writting, capturing the precise moments of unusual happenings in life and being able to recognize what they are, vegan-ism, international politics, singing, basic integrity, modern dance and hip hop, ballet, early 20th century bohemian art and music, buddhism, hinduism, warm weather, the feeling of soft grass under bare feet, edger allen poe's ability to temporarily obscond with your mind, food in massive quantities, camel lights, thom yorke, when guys can balance chopsticks on their tongue's, intellectual men, artists with talent, making hat's, hats in general, cold sweet potato, making yarn out of dryer lint, narcoleptics, zombies, every last play written by william shakespeare, reading books written by dead ppl, watching movies with dead ppl acting in them, the 1930's silver screen, gory horror flicks, movies in general, babies, small children (their innocense is magical) antic jewelry, antic mirrors, the smell of pinesol, conversing with ppl who have lived through a different century, painting with my toes, the taste of grape baby tylenol, talking shit about people in front of their face in a language they know nothing about, auqua di (that is undoubtbly the most intoxicating smell on a man) beaches with tropical water, puppies, schizophrenics, activists (ppl with that much conviction about ANYTHING are interesting) foreign languages, ancient or dead languages (specifically Aramaic) the UN, international affairs, palmistry, spacing out wondering about alternate demensions and the limitless cosmos, live shows (that level of energy is magnetically edicting) experimenting with life, tarot cards, the color orange and stickin it to the man.

I'd like to meet:

Hunter s. Thompson, Marylin Monroe, The Dhali Lama, Budha, Ernest hemmingway, Edger Allen Poe, Sacrotes, Joan of arc, Emma Lasarus, steven speilberg, Wonder Woman, Rosa Parks, Jim Hensen, Edger Casey, all four of the ninja turtles, Nostradamus, Salvador Dali

Music:

i live and breath music. i cant just simply catogorize it into one ganra or claim favoritism to any spacific artist. good music is art. the untampered essence of it's creators mind. that of which is true beauty, and in its individuality perfection

Movies:

too many to list... nobody looks at these things anyway but one of my all time fovorites is requiem for a dream

Television:

the saprano's, ER, carnival, south park, drawn together, the boondocks and seseme street

Books:

Fear and loathing in las vagas, fear and loathing in america, the great shark hunt, screw jack, (i love hunter s. thompson) the scarlet letter, the vampire cronicles, tarzan, pride and prejudice, emma, sense and sensibility, hello nostradamus, the beach, kiss the girls, go ask alice, the davinci code, the bone collector, oliver twist, monkeys and dragons, biology of belief, memoirs of a geisha, catch 22, the diary of anne frank, mixed, frankenstien, upon a thin red line, the black dalia, in cold blood

Heroes:



My Blog

damaged goods

a crack in the ceiling...   shattered glass and ticking clocks...   the sound of destruction is intoxicating.   the hands of times companion stare blankly at my moment of bliss.  ...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 08:54:00 PST

scavengers of the dead

this is it   my earthly existence has began jotting empty pages with new future obstacles on the pristine sheets of my life.   i'm lost....   life as ...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 02:31:00 PST

invalid response

..>..>..> ..> jealousy can take a nasty form when combined with a maniacal mind behind the controls. you got what you wanted. vengence. i fell into your fucked up game. shame on me but guess wha...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 02:48:00 PST

the taste of transperent

we are all vile scavenger of the hunt groping blindly in the pitch black of our souls you seek purpose through destroying others light smile (false) yet bright... though, i transcend your height....
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 06:16:00 PST

newfound justice

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Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 06:47:00 PST

juvenile nostalgia

Close your eyes... And go back...Before the Internet or AIMBefore semi automatics and weedBefore playstation2 or X-bOX 360Before the 5 hours of homework you put off every night.....Way back...I'm talk...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 08:44:00 PST

endoplasma reticulus

i'm surrounded by matryoshka dolls.something about their simple design fascinates and creeps me the fuck out. who invented such a superfluous artifact. a piece of wood hollowed out, with hours of hand...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 08:50:00 PST

drive

here's to liberation.   have you ever stood in one place for so long you felt the world around you could come crashing down but you would still remain?   we are our own fundamentals,&n...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 06:18:00 PST

speak up for those who cant

i feel a physical pain in my body.this is the fate of millions of children every day. the rate of undetected child abuse in the USA is astronomical. powerless is the feeling of being so little no one ...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 02:17:00 PST

santo de mentiras piadosas

Except... it's not quite that simple.   this week has been total insanity. first off, it all began on the most surreal footing and didn't seem to find its natural homeostasis any time after ...
Posted by *death by meatloaf* on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 01:21:00 PST