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Friday, January 31, 2014
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Introduction
I find it hard to talk about myself in front of an audience, but I will make an effort to do so.
Some say I am quiet, some say i'm kind, most assume i'm passive. I'm not. My mind is loud loUD LOUD.
Over analyzing anything and everything is one of my many talents.
In fact,a gold medal should be arriving on my door step soon.
Thinking makes me anxious, thinking about being anxious makes me anxious.
Saying sorry is a comfort.
SORRY.
Looking out a window, wishing I was exploring nature, or sitting by a lake, thinking. Thinking about anything. Anything besides having conversations with acquaintances to impress,
is a comfort.
Awkward small talk makes me awkward. C'mon, We both know you couldn't care less about how my weekend was, you just want to be with your friends, cracking jokes, and catching up on the latest, "he said, she said".
I get it.
I would much rather be doing the same.
SORRY.
.........................................................
But uh, hey!
on a more positive note, my name is Isla Kirie.
Hi again!
I like friendly people, and a nice rain storm once in a while.
Long walks on harsh rocks, and slippery terrain, is my favorite.
Long talks about life in general keeps me motivated.
Motivated for what?
I don't know.
Life I guess?
I usually don't have the answers or responses people are use to:
"What do people not know about you?"
I hold road grudges
I get offended easily from facial expressions
I contradict myself, over what I want for a snack.
I suppose that is what makes me different right?
I like a smile from society now and then, with everyone's faces in their phones, you don't see it very often.
I am not the rebellious type, but one time I parked my car sideways in the drive way.
SORRY.
I can't wait to explore my thoughts with everyone, be prepared for a deep story with tons of typos;
SORRY.
Some say I am quiet, some say i'm kind, most assume i'm passive. I'm not. My mind is loud loUD LOUD.
Over analyzing anything and everything is one of my many talents.
In fact,a gold medal should be arriving on my door step soon.
Thinking makes me anxious, thinking about being anxious makes me anxious.
Saying sorry is a comfort.
SORRY.
Looking out a window, wishing I was exploring nature, or sitting by a lake, thinking. Thinking about anything. Anything besides having conversations with acquaintances to impress,
is a comfort.
Awkward small talk makes me awkward. C'mon, We both know you couldn't care less about how my weekend was, you just want to be with your friends, cracking jokes, and catching up on the latest, "he said, she said".
I get it.
I would much rather be doing the same.
SORRY.
.........................................................
But uh, hey!
on a more positive note, my name is Isla Kirie.
Hi again!
I like friendly people, and a nice rain storm once in a while.
Long walks on harsh rocks, and slippery terrain, is my favorite.
Long talks about life in general keeps me motivated.
Motivated for what?
I don't know.
Life I guess?
I usually don't have the answers or responses people are use to:
"What do people not know about you?"
I hold road grudges
I get offended easily from facial expressions
I contradict myself, over what I want for a snack.
I suppose that is what makes me different right?
I like a smile from society now and then, with everyone's faces in their phones, you don't see it very often.
I am not the rebellious type, but one time I parked my car sideways in the drive way.
SORRY.
I can't wait to explore my thoughts with everyone, be prepared for a deep story with tons of typos;
SORRY.
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