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Created on 2008-07-14 16:31:35 (#16091839), last updated 2009-03-30
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| Name: | minority_mumble |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1982-02-15 |
| Location: | Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada |
| Website: | erotic pages |
Let's be honest ... I'm nobody special.
I'm just a single, overweight brown skinned empowered female who has things to say and wants to make something of herself.
I'm like you.
I'm like anyone.
I have strong aspirations.
I write.
I sing.
I act.
I dabble in painting and drawing.
You guessed it ... I'm an abused creator.
As with most people creative, I came from a painful background.
However, this blog is not about my ridiculous childhood, but rather what came afterward and how it continues forward.
How I've always wanted to be "famous" and known and respected and dammit, I just want to write about everything!
How I opened my eyes and how I want to help others see.
But what can I do?
I work at a call center, I live with my younger sister and her daughter, I have two cats, a buttload of debt and ideas coming so fast, I can barely sort them out!
I live inside my head.
Alone and invisible most of the time.
And I sit in amazement at how I've come so far.
How I've come so far and lived.
How I've come so far and accomplished nothing.
Ahhhh ... that's it though, isn't it?
Have I accomplished nothing?
I thoroughly believe that you can change someone's life with a simple gesture or a hello ... if not their life, then their day that implies cause and effect.
I try everyday to make everyone around me feel special.
I LIVE by "do unto others".
This doesn't make me special ... this makes me human. The person I want to be. So I can look myself in the mirror and like what I see.
So perhaps ... because of this little manuerism in my everyday living, I may have helped someone along the way, therefore accomplishing something.
The "accomplishments" I think I really want, on the surface, are the selfish ones. My goals.
Hence, we're back where we started.
Aspirations.
I wanted to create a blog where my writing meant something.
Something important ... even if it's just for me.
A reflective purpose.
This is the exciting life of a nobody striving to be a somebody.
I'm just a single, overweight brown skinned empowered female who has things to say and wants to make something of herself.
I'm like you.
I'm like anyone.
I have strong aspirations.
I write.
I sing.
I act.
I dabble in painting and drawing.
You guessed it ... I'm an abused creator.
As with most people creative, I came from a painful background.
However, this blog is not about my ridiculous childhood, but rather what came afterward and how it continues forward.
How I've always wanted to be "famous" and known and respected and dammit, I just want to write about everything!
How I opened my eyes and how I want to help others see.
But what can I do?
I work at a call center, I live with my younger sister and her daughter, I have two cats, a buttload of debt and ideas coming so fast, I can barely sort them out!
I live inside my head.
Alone and invisible most of the time.
And I sit in amazement at how I've come so far.
How I've come so far and lived.
How I've come so far and accomplished nothing.
Ahhhh ... that's it though, isn't it?
Have I accomplished nothing?
I thoroughly believe that you can change someone's life with a simple gesture or a hello ... if not their life, then their day that implies cause and effect.
I try everyday to make everyone around me feel special.
I LIVE by "do unto others".
This doesn't make me special ... this makes me human. The person I want to be. So I can look myself in the mirror and like what I see.
So perhaps ... because of this little manuerism in my everyday living, I may have helped someone along the way, therefore accomplishing something.
The "accomplishments" I think I really want, on the surface, are the selfish ones. My goals.
Hence, we're back where we started.
Aspirations.
I wanted to create a blog where my writing meant something.
Something important ... even if it's just for me.
A reflective purpose.
This is the exciting life of a nobody striving to be a somebody.
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