Friday, January 7, 2011

Ten to one.

Ten Secrets:(this is hard, since I don't think I have very many.)

10: For a while in my early teens (that sounds weird, doesn't it?) I would make myself throw up after eating. Didn't last long because I sing, and stomach acid doesn't benefit vocal chords. Plus... it's just disgusting.

9:
 Even though I no longer self-harm, and haven't since I was 16, sometimes when things get especially hard, I'm tempted to. What people don't understand is that self-mutilation is an addiction like any other-- the reasn it's done is to make you feel better, it releases endorphines. And though it doesn't last long, our brain craves that response and release. So yeah. I don't do it, sometimes I wish I did.

8: Usually, when I meet new guys (generally), I'll immediately check out their equipment. I try to act non-chalant, but it's totally happening.

7: I'm literally always writing in my head.

6: If I could change one thing about my body, it would be my arms.

5: If my nails aren't painted, it probably means there is something wrong. It isn't because I'm lazy or don't have time. Trust me, in a good mood, my nails are painted-- maybe they're chipped, but they have some sort of decoration on them.

4: I've always wanted to have some torrid love affair. And when I say love affair, I don't just mean having sex-- I mean love affair with someone in a relationship. It's terrible, but true.

3: At the end of that love affair though, I want to be the one they pick-- the one they can't live without.

2: I want someone to write a song for/about me. And the one Josh wrote about me in 9th grade doesn't count.

1: As open as I am, I could never really write my deepest secrets on here. So, those are mine-- you can have these.

Nine Loves:

9:
The rain! Everything about it; the way it sounds on the pavement and roof-top, the way it smells; dancing in it, jumping in puddles, driving in it with the heater and music turned up, and of course singing it haha. Just, love it.

8: Girl Night. Whether it's sitting on the couch watcing movies, sitting in the car past midnght talking and laughing, or dinner, I love spending time with my girl friends. All of them.

7: Kissing. And when I say kissing, I don't mean randomly hooking up with someone, one time. But the way you kiss someone you feel something for. And the way that each kiss is new and exciting, exhilirating, but familiar and comforting. How you coud kiss as many people as you can imagine, and not two o those experiences, kisses, or people would be the same.

6: Falling asleep next to someone. I hadn't realized until last year how wonderful that is. Of course, it means I don't get much sleep, but I love the feeling of another body next to mine. Waking up sporadically to the warmth of another person, the random kisses or words of endearment. Yeah, it's sort of stupid, but I am now a fan.

5: Heart to heart with my guy friends. They're the absolute best. I love knowing that aside from my blood-brothers, I have a group of guys who will talk sense into me, will always offer me the perspective of a male, and are usually brutually honest. But at the same time, they do their best to protect me no matter the situation, even if it means protecting me from myself/my heart. Oh, and beatig up jerks =)

4: Singing. There's nothing else like it. Sometimes, when you do it right.. when you do it with your whole heart, when you'v tapped into your passion and hurt and confidence, it feels like being born again.

3: Rollercoasters/Thrill Rides. The loss of control is wonderful. I love letting go and being seduced really, by the movement, feel, and chaos.

2: Being an aunt. Literally one of the best and most fullfilling things I've ever experienced in my life. To me, there is nothing more precious than those little boys who call me auntie Molly or as baby Tony says it, "aunniemoery." The I love yous, the kisses, the wonderful cuddles! How excited they always are, the perpetual smiles on their faces. Nothing is better. Nothing that I've come to know anyway.

1: Writing. No explanation needed.

Eight Fears:

8:
Being forgotten.

7: Dying alone.

6: Being shot.

5: Gravelly disappointing myself.

4: Being homeless.

3: Finding out that I absolutely cannot conceive.

2: Never falling in love with someone who loves me, wildly.

1: Being completely inadequate.

Seven Wants:

7:
To publish a book. A good book, with decent press.

6: To participate in a production of Wicked, Rent, or Spring Awakening.

5: To travel extensively.

4: Fall in love; wild, mad, passionate, senseless love. And have it be requited, please.

3: Have children someday. Whether naturally or by adoption.

2: Move out of Southern California eventually.

1: Live as much life as possible before marriage/family/steadyallimportantteachingjob

Six Places I Want To Go:

6:
Ireland

5: Paris

4: New York

3: Rome

2: Hawaii (though I've been there.... five or six times.) All of the islands =)

1: Canada (which seems really random...)

Five Foods:

5:
Just about any type of pasta, lol.

4: Spicy Tuna rolls

3: Grilled salmon is my absolute favorite.

2: General seafood, I suppose?

1: Latkes, ha.

Four Books:

4: American Gods, by Neil Gaiman

3: Fight Club, by Chuck Palaniuk

2: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, by Jonathan Safran Foer

1: High Fidelity, by Nick Hornby (music lovers of all types should read this book, honestly)

Three Films:

3:
An Education

2: Closer

1:  Jerry McGuire

Two Songs:

2: 
"Wait So Long"-Trampled by Turtles

1: "When 3's A Crowd" -A Day To Remember

One Picture of Yourself: