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--»First. Life is an idea of firsts. The first breath, the first smile, the first mistake, the first love, the first heartbreak, the first dance, the first fall, and the line goes on,being the endless knots and strings that it is. First is a foreboding word. It gives a sense of importance to other things that would otherwise be less than trivial. It gives honor to something that tends to not deserve it. It is arrogant within its own right. Firsts are nerve-wrecking at best and unbearable at worst.
--»This is my first blog entry. Another first to add to the list of infinities. Being that this is the first entry I post on the site I will assume that an introduction is expected. Dreadful and awkward introductions. I would say that by now awkward introductions are my forte, though I would rather not give myself so much credit. Hopefully someone is better at those than me.
--»My name? My name is Yisuri, though please call me Yisu as only those close to me are to call me by my full name. Why? Well, I'm quite particular about my name being mispronounced. Unfortunately, people mispronouncing my name is commonplace and I have close to no patience with people older than twelve. A flaw I refuse to get rid of.
--»My age? I am nineteen years old, though careful of me catching you taunting it. I know how old I am and I know how old people around me want to act like. Guess what? They fail. I refuse to be one of those who exhibits themselves to others for the mere purpose of attempting to make themselves look more mature. I find it not only disturbing, but disgusting as well.
--»My Status? I am engaged to a boy who I have quite a history with. Though our history is not the most typical, or the most loving in some places, it is ours and we understand it like I doubt anyone else who hasn't been in our place could. It's not like it matters though as we refuse to listen to criticism from those who believe they are mightier than us. He is mine and I am his, and that is all that matters. We are getting married March 7 of 2009.
--»My Aspirations? Oh wow. I want to be a photographer. I am not bad behind a camera and with a bit of coaching I could be one of the best. I want to capture emotions in paper; little bits of people's essence that others can carry to remind them of how important emotions are. I want to be able to move someone, make emotions contagious. I want to make the tearful laugh. And I will. Though I am not unrealistic and while I wait for the studio that I will eventually own to pick up I will teach elementary school as a bilingual teacher. I love children, I have experience with them, and I can click with them as well as they can click with me.
--»Anything Else? You will find out the rest with time. Stay tuned for more!
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Posted by Xocoyol on 2008-07-13 04:40:32 | Rating: | Views: 33
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