Kimberly

Well there probably is a lot to say on this subject, but I don't feel like hurting anyone's eyes with the massive globs I'd end up typing, since I'm pretty prone to doing it. I'm a writer at heart. In fact, it's one of the only things with which I allow myself to be indulgent. WHY did you DRINK the LAST of the MILK?!Just for kicks, I can write pages and pages, often to the bewilderment of others. Even though I do it for fun, when I feel the urge come on, it becomes more like an obligation. I used to write just for my own personal venting purposes, but as I've grown older, I've utilized it as a gateway drug to socialization. I've acquired this need for an audience. So, when I feel I've got something entertaining to say, I do it for the sake of any possible audience. And, on top of that, I just want people to like me. So, anyone who ever wants to read some of my stuff is more than welcomed to.. Just ask, and you will receive. I don't say that about many things, though, so I'd suggest taking advantage before I get possessive.I like people a lot, despite the fact that I used to be super shy and scared of the popular kids. But what I learned after I graduated high school is that Boys eat boogers when nobody's watching. I'm not supposed to care about what other people may or may not think of me. Because that takes too much brain power, and who really knows the limit on that? It just blows that I didn't figure out this teenager-ish stuff back when I was in a position to act against it. So, I was a quiet girl who didn't get the crown for Prom Queen. *shrug* The people who took the time to befriend me already knew that I'd bought my own..When I say that I like 'people,' I mainly mean boys. It's probably because I've always wanted an older brother, despite what my friends with older brothers tell me. Apparently, they really push the envelope when it comes to unconditionally loving them, but I don't know that I would ever get tired of someone being protective of me. Not that I give anyone a reason to be. I'm ONLY 22 (*rolls eyes*), and those manipulative, two-timing boys banging down my door for a date are still hurdling the obstacle of birth.Unfortunately, I never got an older brother, but a younger one. So, I get to be part of a mass of four older, overprotective sisters. It's not so bad, though. He tells all his friends that I'm "the nice one."I really love to dance.It's one of those things that I was never into until college, most likely due to teenage body angst, so the thought of some guy feeling me up, no matter how hot he was, was just nasty. But I tell you, college is a great thing, because it opened me up to a lot of stuff, and helped me figure out who I am.Well, wait. That term, "opened me up," could be construed in a "you're a big hoe-bag" kind of way, but that's not what I mean. Sure, the university experience is also known for those sexual types of episodes, but like I said, that's not the awareness I am looking to spread. Err. Ahem. .. ..I've gotten a little bit into hats since college began. My oldest sister looked at me funny when I sported what she termed ‘a Britney hat,” as if "Oops I Did it Again" invented them. I will not, however, indulge in the assumption that I am a hardcore girly-girl, as doing so would make my moods at any given moment seem pretty insignificant. So, sometimes, I wear a “Britney hat.” *shrug* Other times, you’ll be lucky if I get out of my shower towel. ..People will probably tell you that I’m “preppy,” but that adjective would merely imply a particular clothing fetish. And as we’ve been through already, my wardrobe ranges from shower towels, to “Britney hats”, and even nose piercings. As challenging as it may seem to decipher between clothing style and personality, I’d be proud to say that I am a ‘punky’ kind of girl. Sure, maybe a girl that wears a skirt from time to time, who, perhaps, chooses to match her shoes with her shirt, and who doesn’t have an arsenal of metal hanging from her face, but since when did a clothing style become the single determining factor in someone’s character? For your information, I no longer have the nose piercing (it was just the stud, and if anyone says that that is ‘the girly piercing,’ it would be best to stay away from me.), but only because I got annoyed that it was becoming a huge trend, and I hated that people who didn’t look as nice with it as I did were hogging my spotlight. Nothing makes a crooked nose look a little less than a shiny gem, you know? I don’t wear black from head to toe, and I don’t have any tattoos, nor have I ever donned the Mohawk, but I flip people off like the best do, and I can jump around at a punk concert without feeling like a poseur. I will admit that I’ve never crowd-surfed, nor have I willingly been flung into a mosh pit, but that’s only because I’m scared of getting kicked in the teeth by the bottom of someone’s Vans. More pieces than a flying shot glass