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CynThia

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About Me


Cynthia Hi.
Here are some random notes about me:
For every thought I have there is another contradicting it.
Working a lot would suck if I didn’t like it.
I want to be a published writer.
Broken things are alluring.
Confrontation is uncomfortable, but slightly enjoyable.
I am often mean, but I feel guilty afterwards.
Dreams are the closest thing to Utopia.
My boyfriend is in the army, so he’s not around a lot.
If the lesson is good, teach me.
I suffer from over-thinking, this affects my dancing. I don’t dance, I wish I would.
I am a recovering Insomniac.
Night is better then day. Only farmers and serial killers should be awake before 8am.
I’ve always wanted to be a Vampire, so I couldn't die. Peter Pan Syndrome.
I am very passionate about films, writing and smoking.
Driving home while listening to music is therapeutic.
I amUnintentionally Sadistic.
Look Closer. People are fascinating.
"Lifes but a walking shadow;
A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more:
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
William Shakespeare (Macbeth)
You Are Ichabod Crane From "Sleepy Hollow."
You're a deep thinker - most times logically. You're a bit of a neat freak and a wuss (hey, you do faint a lot!) but you do have the ability to overcome your fears and come out stronger in the end. And you never lose your head over things. (Gufaw gufaw!)
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:



People like me.

Anyone that will pose some sort of challenge..

People who are capable of communicating in some way..and are willing to do so with me..

OR

Id love to meet Johnny Depp and PJ Harvey, as they are brilliant and inspirin, of course.

When I die I hope to run into Jonathan Brandis and James Dean.

BUT

In the meantime, I am eager to meet a Vampire, so he/she can turn me into a Vampire and I will have immortality....yes, I am aware it is unlikely.

ALWAYS

ARE YOU SUFFOCATING?

My Blog

The old about me.

I like it, so I didn't want to delete it. Some what of a walking contradiction. Insists on listening to Rock and Metal, yet demands quiet and serene surroundings. Closest friends consist of a fiery bo...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 02:42:00 GMT

Latest..

It has been a while, but I am slowly starting to write again..here it is..The Vague OnesBelieve nothing they tell you,believe what they're thinking.Take in the actions,forget predictions and magicIt i...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 01:23:00 GMT

Some more..

It has been ages since I added new poems, so here is a few..Nocturnal NymphHe is living everything,his life is your fantasy.Two lesbians anda magic mushroom patch.The man hasHis own joys.He feels no e...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 11:46:00 GMT

Schoolies Week..

So school is over. Exams are over. We (being the class of '06) have worked so fucking hard for so fucking long..now it's time to loose all the knowledge we have gained over the passed 13 years, compli...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 06:14:00 GMT

Why I'm not responding..

Hello folks, as some of you may know, VCE exams are coming up in the following month. In order for me to get anywhere in life I must do very well on these exams. So until November 14, I will most lik...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 22:27:00 GMT

A Lot of Poems in 1

Prowler   Tightly away in sleep Dreaming of silence And soft footsteps. The track marks are Scary and isolating. What if I didnt Lock the door? I would not wake To see the love in your eyes...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 17:55:00 GMT

The 12th

  He Stares at Me   Staring at me, staring at me I cant stand the way you stare at me Those eyes, your eyes, deep So deep, pushing me down low Low like the loneliness seen in your face That ...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 00:18:00 GMT

Just another poem

Troy, Troy Tears, tears, melting from meYou have no idea whatyou want, or who your not.In love, in love, no love for meor in your place of sleepyou, them all misunderstanding.Music, music, you brought...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 16:13:00 GMT

Anthropology

The silent screams of surrounding strangers,Are occupying your thoughts and Become the soul reason of procrastination.All of us with our own notes and tunes, They blindly look at each other, as you ob...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Apr 2006 02:36:00 GMT

I hate the way it goes.

Never fair.She'll always win.All is bare.Wings exposed.Not a tear seen.Begin to yell,Proceeds to hang.Constant regret.Forgiveness.Seldom fights.Routine is life,I hate the way it goes.Spit on grass, sm...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 09:52:00 GMT