day two: nine things about yourself

i'm weird. honest, i am. i'm a weird mix of hipster, hippie, grunge. and i like it. i pride myself in being different. i purposely go against the norm. i like things that other people don't and when people start liking things i do i think very seriously about not liking whatever it was anymore. i wear something like 5-10 braided bracelets at one time on one wrist and a rumba watch with silly bands on the other. i like hippie/hipster style clothes and i don't like brushing my hair. honest, i don't. i shower and let it do it's own thing for the most part.

music is one of the most important things in my life. i don't do a.n.y.t.h.i.n.g. without some kind of music on. and i like so many kinds of music it's ridiculous. if you ask me my favorite band, you'll get like ten answers...maybe even fifteen. i like jackjohnson, matisyahu, chiodos, all time low, plain white t's, and naked and famous.

photography is my release. i'm not good at t.a.l.k.i.n.g. to people. i am horrible at explaining my emotions and feelings. i am not good at saying what i want to say exactly how i want to say it out loud. i express myself in the fotos. i release my feelings and emotions into my photography. and i don't have to even say a word.

i am OCD.  like something fierce. OCD with almost everything. things have to be clean, and they have to be clean my way and to my standards...otherwise i get fierce anxiety. i need things to be even. i need things to be organized in a way that makes sense to my brain. i need to have e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. planned out almost perfectly. i need all of this, otherwise anxiety ensues.
  
driving scares me. true story. scares me to death. so i blast music...that makes me feel a little better. music fixes a lot of things for me. it helps to takle my mind off that fact that i am driving. i just drive and get from point a to point b without having a panic attack.

i love people. except for when i don't. but, most of the time, i love people. i love helping people. i love mkaing people feel happy. i love showing people that life is good! even if things don't go exactly according to plan-or even your way-life.is.good. so make the best of it and smile.

i like to argue. which doesn't mean i'm always right. i'm usually wrong, actually. but that doesn't stop me from arguing. i believe that if you argue enough they'll accept what you'er saying (if only to shut you up) and then i am right and they are wrong (even when in fact, i am wrong).

i'm like a kid. honest. not in an immature way (though somtimes, i admit, i am.) in a oblivious to that the bluntly honest things i say out loud can hurt people's feelings. or when i go to cafe rio i stand on my tip toes with my hands on the glass just to watch every move they make. or when i skip/hop when i walk. or hum and sing randomly. or the way i talk when im confused. or how i come off as innocent and little.

i have separation anxiety.(maybe this one should be i'm a hypochondriac...) seriously, though. i think i do. i can't handle being away from my boyfriend. (i'm also a hypchondriac...true story...i diagnosed myself, in true nature of one. ha!) i get all anxious and sad when he's away. the only solution in my mind is marriage. then we'll always be together! (i am not prepared for the next five months of school/work making it only possible to see him on saturday & sunday's...oh boy)

i love animals, but don't ever want pets. (unless it's a fish or a cameleon).

blue is my favorite color. followed by purple, then green. i hate pink unless it's super hot pink.

i think salmon tastes yucky.

i like mahi mahi & tilapia.

i like littles (little humans) especially babies.

i like cooking

i like pretending i can sing and screaming at the top of my lungs

i like flirting with my boyfriend. really i just like him

i like the number 8 and i can't explain why.

i want to learn russian and hawai`ian

i want to live in hawai`i permanently

i want to live in new york, fiji and australia for a little while

i want to travel around egypt and ride a camel

i want to travel to russia to feel the culture

i want to travel to ireland, norway, switzerland...oh heck, all of europe.

i realize that i need to be rich to do all this. one day it will happen.

i want to be a cardiothoracic surgeon and a professional photographer.

i want to have enough money to buy all my camera equipment at once (holy $15-ish k)

i want to stay up all night watching ancient aliens and playing zelda with my boyfriend this weekend. true story.









xo

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