I am imperfect. I will never not claim this. I am happy in my imperfect life. I am sarcastic, a hypocritical christian at times, needy in wanting to hear that I’m doing a good job. I get jealous and I’m self-conscience about myself. My toes and nose get cold easily and I like to warm them up on you. Sometimes I need to be held, other times I just want my space. I can be selfish wanting time with certain people all to myself. Sometimes I read book and watch shows that others find silly and dumb but I am proud to have collected and own all 7 seasons and the original movie of buffy the vampire slayer. I’m a meat and potatoes kind of girl and I don’t always get adventurous with food. I’m not a big fan of heights so depending on the scenario, i.e. roller coasters & bungee jumping, I will politely decline and offer so hold your things while you go on ahead. I want to try new things but sometimes I can a little nervous or afraid and I need you to hold my hand and walk me through it and encourage me. I’m not always great at communicating and talking about serious matters, sometimes I need time away from pressure to be able to think clearly and give an appropriate answer, and sometimes I find it easier if you let me write it out so you can read it. There are other parts about my life that I am happy with and proud to show. I am patient, optimistic (unless you say we need to talk ;), I love the arts, I love the simple things in life, I read, I dance, I love listening to the scores from movies and other classical music, I am organized, I’m a good listener, and I know how to forgive and how to love.
