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Karina

drink life as it comes--straight, no chaser

About Me

Athena and me in a Boston bathroom (Winter 2006):

I'm Karina.
I'm a Nixon.
I prefer hugs to kisses.
Essentially: I'm a walking contradiction.
I'm okay with that.
I love singing.
If you are laughing or smiling, so am I.
Enough about me.
Who are you?

My Interests

learning
laughing
smiling
climbing trees
being me

I'd like to meet:

Oscar, the Grouch.

Music:

= love

Movies:

I absolutely love B horror flicks. :D
comedy
suspense
ones that make me think
ones that don't make me think at all

Television:

Television will eat your soul.

Books:

= love, too

Heroes:

Mom: for passing me
Dad: for not passing out

My Blog

rhymes -- after summer ’08

here i am,stepping up and out of the depths.i gotta look away,walk free,and catch my breath.i gotta let go,gotta open my mindand accept what i can't define.freedom...oh, freedom--give me my ...
Posted by Karina on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 01:51:00 PST

Thanks Joshua G.

So, I’ve been reading quite a bit lately; I’m trying to re-introduce myself to the world of learning, school, all that. With this entrance back into the real world comes the realization, p...
Posted by Karina on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 02:49:00 PST

tagged

Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird and random things, facts, habits, or goals about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 people to be tagged, listing their names and why yo...
Posted by Karina on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 02:33:00 PST

This Week

This week,Grandpa broke his ankle.The same day:I accidentally aided in both the saving and killing of a squirrell.The rest of the week:My cat had kittens.She ran away.We took the kittens to a fosterin...
Posted by Karina on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 03:49:00 PST

on love

what is loveif not but a word between twoseparate souls(in love)?what is trust but a kept word(by us)?what are eyesexcept doors, chasms, windows,seas-- parted only by the trusted(hands of love)?what a...
Posted by Karina on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 03:02:00 PST

thoughts from last christmas

Why do we cling so fast to our convictions? Even though we often know that we are wrong, and know that the only way to overcome our fears is to confront them, we still hold strong and appear like assh...
Posted by Karina on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 12:44:00 PST

what is poetry?

to meit's an open door.an escape into a world without boundaries,lacking the confinement ofwood and nail orbrick and grout.an open field for my wanderingmind to drift through;aimless, yet surefootedpl...
Posted by Karina on Wed, 09 May 2007 03:06:00 PST

for old time's sake

Boogers Pick some boogers from your nose; Then just rub them on your toes. If the stuff gets squished and squashed, Walk around and show it off. If the people stare and frown, You should kick them o...
Posted by Karina on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 03:43:00 PST