tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61342461005487632862012-02-16T14:46:09.037-08:00always_on_pointehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13887053848729217520noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6134246100548763286.post-40937048935399357832007-07-09T19:31:00.000-07:002007-07-09T19:59:58.441-07:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">So I felt like creating a blog. </span> I'm not sure why. Maybe becuase I can't stand the incredably slo<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">o</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">o</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">o</span>w progress of handwriting my diary any more. ahhhh the technological age. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"<span style="font-style: italic;">So why not just keep a word document diary</span>?"</span> you might ask?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"<span style="font-style: italic;">Well, an online journal that aims to attract readers gives a concrete measure of purpose and accomplishment needed in today's fast paced world</span>"</span> I might respond. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: times new roman;">A bit about me...</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;">Favorite color: the rainbow (I'm indecisive) </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;">Favorite activity: sleeping (because currently I like to hide from the world instead of live it) </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;">Greates talent: I don't have any (because I don't believe in myself) </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> >o.k. so this is depressing! but hey. This is my online journal.. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;">I aim for these points to improve in my life. Mainly because I want to start living, and I don't want highschool to be the best time in my life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: times new roman;">A bit about me...continued...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Favorite Sport: Dance! (I've danced for 16 years. Ballet mostly, with a bit of hip hop, modern, and lyrical) </span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" >Past Activites: a lot of volunteer work, music (flute and guitar), nothing illegal<br />School: I'm in my second year of University as a Psychology major<br />Favorite food: watermellon<br />Favorite drink: I love all drinks! smoothies, coffee, tea, juice, milk, water, everything!<br />Favorite alcoholic drink: hmm....I like wine and girly drinks. I used to be a tank, but those days are gone. ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Let's get a bit more personal shall we? </span></span><br />> I live, work and go to school away from home, and my boyfriend. He comes and visits atleast once a month though so it's going ok. We've been dating for two years and six months. <br />> I have a horrible time with body image. In my grade 11 year, (after years of restricting, and overeating) I commited to restriction. I went from about 150 to 120 in a month but my boyfriend stoped me. Since then I've had a dance injury, gone to school and gained weight to be about 180lbs. I don't feel comfortable in anything I wear any more and you have to understand, I don't eat any differently than I would at any other healthy point in my life. The problem is that I can't dance any more or do much physical activity with my injury. I went from dancing 2-4 hours a day to no exercise and first year cafeteria food. I blame this for my undoing. I plan however to get in better shape again! You may be picturing an XXL girl sitting eating chips at her computer, but I promise you. I'm your average girl in a size 8-10 who does weights, core exercises and occasionaly endulges in ice cream with her housemates.<br />> I love cats and hate dogs. Sorry folks. It's just the way it is. Well, I don't hate all dogs, just the kind that jump and bark. (I was bitten in the face by my house hold puppy. I'm jumpy around dogs ever since.) Any bite that leaves 3 scars 18 years later deserves a small amount of fear. ;)<br />> I have two older sisters and a younger brother. I don't know them very well though. my older sisters are 8 and 10 years older, and I fight a lot with my younger brother. Nothing odd about that though. :)<br />> Sometimes I feel liek I'm wasting/hiding from the most important years in my life. I want to bring purpose and meaning back into it. I've been attending different churches. I'd never been to one before. I want to know what it's all about. I've also been trying new things. I'll try to keep you updated, and I'll try to keep my going on point with what I want to do.<br /><br /><br />I do believe this brings us to the conclusion of the history lesson. I may update it as I get used to this blogging thing, or perhaps I'll abandon it completely when I wake up tomorrow and forget how to log in. you never know.<br /><br />Until next time,<br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6134246100548763286-4093704893539935783?l=bloggerwithoutacause.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>always_on_pointehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13887053848729217520noreply@blogger.com0