i grew up in a small town.

July 3, 2005 at 23:22 pm · 3 comments

are you someone’s prayer?

i like going to the bathroom in the dark. i enjoy summer and christmas. i like those days when you wake up on your own, without an alarm. i don’t open up to people easily. i usually get what i want. only two people can call me “krissy” and get away with it (one of them is my mom). i’ve been told i’m a strong person, but i don’t feel very strong at all. the feather part of my second tattoo symbolizes strength. i would shave my head if i didn’t have a huge flat spot and if i wasn’t afraid of what that spot would look like hairless. i like talking. no summer is complete without a phone call that keeps you up way past your bedtime (this summer has had no such phone call yet). i wasted a really good first kiss moment on someone. i am easily disappointed. i like driving in the heat with my windows down and my radio up. i am really terrified of having to grow up and the thought of being stuck in an office nine to five monday through friday. i have a high pain tolerance. i have big hands for a girl. i used to bleach my lower back hair until i realized its presence didn’t really bother me. i hate my eyebrows; they’re the only thing i would change about my physical appearance. if i could only wear one piece of jewelry from now until the end of time it would be my star toe ring. i break a lot of jewelry when i get drunk. i want to get a hummingbird necklace (to indicate that i am searching for something). i cry over any movie that involves a dad making some sort of sacrifice for his family. i think my dad is my hero. i am upset that my grandmother spoke fluent italian and no one ever told me until after she died. february is the crappiest month ever, in my opinion. i am pretty irrational. i work my ass off. i love the way my fish&mirror tattoo looks when i am completely naked. i’m one of those people who will never let you go. i have people in my cell phone contacts list who i will probably never call. i am stubborn as hell. i want to get married. i hope to find someone i will fall so in love with that i will change my mind about not wanting kids. i have horrible night vision. sometimes i get really scared that everything i do will amount to nothing. i let things consume me. my parents are really cool. sometimes my mom will make a facial expression that i see myself in even though i don’t really look like her at all. i hate my teeth. i like boys with body hair. my motto is i’ll try anything once (twice if i like it). don’t think, just live. this philosophy sometimes gets me in trouble. i’m a good friend if you treat me with the same respect. i have a weakness for always trying to find the good in people (even when they don’t deserve it). i want to eventually live and work in new york, but i think i will miss driving. i like to feel in control. i don’t like spending money. i love video games, especially the classics. i think i seriously might have a mild form of ADD. i have trouble focusing on what people are saying because i become too busy formulating my response and my train of thought gets jumbled. i want to go to jamaica for my honeymoon. i don’t think i will ever stop reading and enjoying francesca lia block’s work. i like receiving flowers, especially if it is for no real reason at all. i have never smoked marijuana. i used to despise michigan state university’s campus. everyone deserves a second chance. i think liars are worse than cheaters. i am a hypocrite. my personality and whatever mood i am in becomes amplified when i’m drunk. i like drinking my problems away. i am not ready to face the “real world” yet. i cannot cook. my most irrational fear is drains on the bottom of pools. i am also afraid of rejection, failure, and loneliness. on st. patrick’s day, i kissed a boy i had genuinely taking a liking to and he severed all contact with me after that. sometimes i want to do the holding. i could kick your ass at webdesign. if i’m drunk i’ll have no choice but to tell you the truth. i enjoy watching movies but have trouble finding ones i actually like. jimmy eat world’s clarity has been in thecd player of my alarm clock since september. have you ever seen me mad? i have 1/2″ holes in my ears even though i originally said i was only stretching to 10g. if i were someone else, i would not be friends with me. i couldn’t live without my iPod. i can drive a stick …. sort of. i’ve manuevered around bigger things. i have “kristen” moments a lot. i’ve been in love with two very different boys who taught me very different things about life. i have back problems because my tailbone isn’t in the right place. i know who i’m going to call the day i turn twenty-four. when i decide i want to do something, i do it. i wish everything had a definite answer. i love going to concerts where the drum mics are turned up so loud the bass drum threatens to take over your pulse. i am pretty intense. hot rod circuit is love. i usually have a lot of options as far as boys go. i have drummed while hwasted. i am addicted to eBay even though i hardly ever buy anything. i am more competitive than you’ll ever know. i always thought i wanted to be an anesthesiologist, but apparently i thought wrong. when i was five, i wanted to grow up to be an archaeologist. is falling for someone you know you shouldn’t exhilaratingly terrible or terribly exhilarating? i am a dreamer. keep me grounded.

and i’ll become what you became to me.

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band_geek_ July 4, 2005 at 3:59 am

i am so tired and bored i read all of that. kristen, i wish i could have known you, like actually been friends with you and went to high school with you.

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curcurutos July 4, 2005 at 4:29 am

Now that was fun to read. I like freewriting, but normally i get stuck after a paragraph or so.

And I know you will have children.
And February is not a horrible month (my birthday, but late feb)

long night at work. peace out.

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Ashley July 4, 2005 at 10:30 pm

despite some of that, you still know who you are.

and that’s the most important thing, remember that.

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