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I used to, all the time. I really liked my writing then and I would feel some sense of pride about it. I read a lot of it again for first time in a very long time after a friend wanted to see some of it and I found it kind of whiney and annoying. I guess it's a huge reflection of where I was at that time.
At least I was writing then, I'm currently not.
And I have never, ever, in my life, re-read a paper to be handed in. I never got anything lower than a B. -
8 day hiking trip in Colorado. It's not bad when you're sharing a stench with 10 other people.
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I believe in energies and although I don't believe in God, I've always lent some credit to fate. I know good things happen to good people and that I don't trust an institution that has fueled most worldwide wars. I have just as much faith that there is not an omniscient puppeteer as Christians and the likes believe that there is, and I'm perfectly content with that. I believe in science and when society didn't have much of that, religion was a logical resource for answers, but things have changed in the last thousand years and we don't need Leviticus telling us what I can order at a Japanese restaurant.
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I'm pretty territorial. Not jealous, territorial, it comes with having a strong personality. So when people disrespect my area and my people, I get really upset. When people aren't moving fast enough for my liking, I get angry. Annoying people make me angry (I shut down before I get visibly upset, though). Dishonesty. I don't get angry very often though, I can usually separate myself before something happens.
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High, open spaces, drunk people, getting close and being left. And not knowing a bug is touching me.
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Let me know that time could be sped up very, very quickly.
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My brother's birth. 1) Eating my mom's watermelon in the hospital (by the way, when I'm sick, I only want watermelon. Only thing that makes me feel better. Also, putting sheets on a couch and blue Gatorade). B) My brother got a little red blanket at his birth and it was the only blanket I could spread out by myself. I was in love.
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5 years -- I'll still be young, too young to settle down. Ideally my move to England opens up opportunities to write and travel Europe, Africa, Asia, home- I'd love to get a few jobs or internships my resume. Relax, learn, read, write, grow, meet people, figure out where I really want to be in
10 years -- by then I'd like to be in love and make a home, a stable place where I can raise a family (I aspire to be an amazing mother, how feminist is that?) and a steady job writing or wherever my career has taken me (which is incredibly up in the air at this point). I want to be in Chicago or Denver, I hear Vermont is great and that there are some beautiful places just outside of Los Angeles... -
So does mine, but since I have waterslides to blame I can't be angry. I'll fix it with that magic of mine.
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Is this supposing that the unsaid words mean the two of you stay together in a relationship with untrue feelings? If that's the case, the unsaid words no doubt. Obviously no one wants to be in a relationship with false feelings.
But I always think of unsaid words as those that I hold back in fear of not receiving the intended response, in which case a broken heart is also in order. It's a lose-lose.
What a happy question. -
Formspring told me I had a new question but it didn't shoe up until just now.
Dare. -
Keep calm, carry on.
"There's no use in crying about it, Kristen. They all come back to you in the end." - My mom (and they do).
"You know what? You're going to get your heart broken again, and it's going to be worse, I promise. But that's life." - My dad
"You can't spend it when you're dead." - My mom, again. -
Nope, but I did just check them out and am pleased with what I see -- thank you!
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No, I'm moving across the world. That answer could change when I move back.
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In the essence of the term (what?), yes. Happily single and happily not looking.
Kristen’s Bio
Writer/dreamer/lover extraordinaire.

