Tadpoles and Tide Pods (a.k.a. 5 facts about myself)
1. I have never, ever kissed a frog.
2. I don’t own a washer or a dryer, so I’m currently sitting in a public laundry room waiting for my spin cycle to reach its end. There are three women sitting diagonally to my left, and one man on my right.
3. In second grade I woke up one hazy morning, trudged into the bathroom, and screamed when a frog jumped up at me from inside the tub. My parents told me they found it at the public pool and brought it home for me. I wasn’t sure I liked their gift. A few days later, I released it in my elementary school’s garden area. I bet a snake got it.
4. There are posters all over the laundry room advertising how you can “Pay with your phone!” I would rather pay with quarters if the machines let me. Whenever I find a coin on the street, I only take it if it’s heads up. If it’s tails, I flip it over and leave it for the next person.
5. I wish I had been the kind of kid who was willing to kiss a frog at least once.
Think I Am
I’m better looking than I think I am
I’m not as smart as I think I am
I’m not as happy as I think I am
I’m not as sad as I think I am.
I’m not as normal as they think I am.
Fact: I am a procrastinator
1. I have an odd obsession to make lists that I don't always pay attention to, or follow through with. Writing things down helps me remember more thoroughly. Even though I rarely ever get back to checking them off, I make them regardless.
2. I have never been to Disney World. A fact I hope to remedy in the next few years. It's an insignificant truth with a a strangely large impact on my happiness.
3. I just turned 30 years old in August... and I have never been to Disney.
4. I am currently in the process of writing a book. I've been in the process for the past 2 months now. I'm almost halfway through my goal, which I had planned to hit within the first month. Perhaps I should have stated this fact as my apparent difficulty with reaching the goals I set.
5. Maybe I'll just rephrase it for this one that I tend to set unrealistic goals for the person that I am. Or maybe I'm just really good at making excuses not to reach them. I mean I am a 30 year old who has yet to experience Disney after all.
1. My last fortune cookie read “Your adventure could lead to happiness”. The “could” part bothers me. It almost bothers me as much as college applications.
2. I got a lead role in my school play last year and I still feel awful about it because the part should have gone to someone who plans to major in drama and be a professional actress.
3. I am unable to cut toxic people out of my life. I’ve tried twice and I always give up after a week because I’m afraid to be alone. I tell myself it's okay because at least I'm aware that they are toxic.
4. I have 5 different journals that I update with my writing about anything. The idea of writing online is still new to me and I'm hesitant to post anything.
5. I'm 5'2.
This Is Me
1. When I was younger I was bullied. I then bullied myself in attempt to build immunity; now I can't stand myself.
2. My lungs are garbage, but I've always wanted to play sports. When I tried I was scolded for my inability by people who I thought were my friends; now I'm self conscious during any type of competition.
3. I am the opposite of "afraid of comitment." I want a strong, life-long relationship, even though I'm still only in high school; it's a shame I have no confidence and feel like I'm an unlovable burden.
4. I always wear at least one cross necklace. It expresses my religion and makes me feel less alone; because of it I earned the nickname "christian child". I have no problem with it, but my friends don't think I can do things because of my religion.
5. I am a human being, I make mistakes; I am not one.
1. When I was 8 I saved my mom from my dad and she didn't care.
2. When I was 11 my sister got in a fight with me and scratched my face, leaving a scar, and my mom didn't care.
3. When I was 13 I sprained my ankle and couldn't walk for weeks and my mom didn't care.
4. When I was 16 I got hit by a car and my mom told me to stop complaining cause she didn't care.
5. Now I'm 21 and my mom wonders why I feel like I can't share anything with her and don't talk to her. Even though I'll always love her, I think I no longer care. At least not about myself.
These Things I Know
1. The days of my youth have become the days of my old age.
2. Once I was naive. This has not changed.
3. I now know the things I can live without are the things I once thought I could not live without.
4. There is a deep silence in my life caused by knowing I will never again hear the sweet voices of people who have stepped off the edge of this earth and entered whatever lies beyond the last day of life.
5. I believe the most valuable gift I can give is to lay my judgmental mind to rest so my compassionate heart can receive and hear your words
ALL ABOUT HOLLY
I'm 42 years young. I have one son, age 13. I've been married to my beloved husband, John, since Sept. 15th, 2004. I currently reside in Pittsburgh, Pa. My favorite hobby is writing, who didn't know that.
Just the facts
1. I am a child of the universe.
2. I speak fluent animal meaning I have an innate ability to communicate with other species.
3. Horses and Dogs make me happy.
4. Sometimes I hate the fact that I am pure love because allowing yourself to love can be as painful as walking through the fires of Hell.
5. Epilepsy is a thorn in my side, however it will not keep me from doing that which I desire!
1. The cat at my apartment isn't really mine. He showed up one day, sure as any other omen; something between “everything ends,” and “everything is fine.” Maybe he says both.
2. My hat has stars woven into the fabric void. My gloves are covered in supernovas, and my earrings are carved from ancient galaxies. There is a constellation etched in black ink along my hip.
3. The streelight outside my window makes my room gleam at night. There is a mirror that catches sunlight in the mornings, angry red and soft orange and blended yellow. Walls do not stay white in my room.
4. Bracelets clink together when I turn my wrists. Rings thunk on tables and long nails click as I tap them. A golden magein-david rattles on the golden chain when I shake my head. Silence never sat well in my mind.
5. I broke my wrist when I was was nine, falling out of a tree behind my house. When I was fourteen, a doctor put seven pins in my lower leg. My bones crack when I stand up. I set off metal detectors. My body is barely human anymore.