ღ Maltese/Aussie & a French last name.
ღ Keep it simple, or complicated. No halfway.
ღ Clay work, and sketching and painting ~
ღ Interior Designing- part of my creative flair
ღ Photography, I love the earth ♥
ღ Camping: In a tent. Screw wet weather.
ღ Cooking- I heart cinnamon & vanilla
ღ Chinese food or KFC ? Seafood-retchable
ღ Travel the world; laugh all you like. [If you have to dream, might aswell dream big]
stories.
i'm Cat by the way
I love writing stories, and reading as many books as possible.
I hang with lots of Asian friends at an all girl school. Fun being the only person with light brown hair and weird hazel eyes.
I am average height, but, being around my friends, I'm tall. Hopefully they'll grow.
I've had a life long dream to learn karate that I'll probably never do, and I have a over topped desire to one day,
when I'm old and have crooked fingers and frown lines, to see a book with my name on it,
to be lying in a dusty corner bookshop. I love reading, and can only hope my writing is half as good as the beautifully inspiring books I've read.
Don't stalk my archives.
The part I just lurrvveee about being sick? The section of days were all you do every 5 seconds is blow your brain out through your nose and into like, the 500th tissue. By which your nose is similar to that of Rudolph's at Christmas time. The wonderful moment of snot and goop and brain pouring out of your nose.
Yum.
Jokes. (Some people do say yum to gross stuff like that and forget to put the 'jokes'. I'm concerned for their well being and am considering that they actually do find wastage like that edible.)
Hey, screw mummification. Just get a cold. Easier, and probably a lot less painful.
Oh wow, imagine getting mummified while your alive. Rad.
Not that ah, your the person getting it done on.. ermm....
Ok, you know how when you get like a really nice gift, and your excited and prancing around (NOT that under circumstancing do I do that) and then you stop, and your fully like:
What in the freak am I gonna use this for?
Meh.
So, as much as I like winter, it isn't helping my hands to keep warm. And for those who don't know me that well, I some extremely strange facts, and no, I am not another species. Like jeesh, man.
* My hands are always cold. Like, freezing cold. Unless it 40 degree heat and I have stood out in the sun 5 minutes. [hell, twilight nerds, I am not a vampire.]
* I cannot blush. In fact, I can barely go pink cheeked if I've been running around for 40 minutes.
I tested it.
* I am not anywhere double jointed, and frankly it creeps me out. Show someone is actually impressed with retarded looking fingers, ok? Your bones aren't meant to work that way.
Anyway. my MSN finally reincarnated on my laptop. I need to get rid of my old comp, and when the chance comes, peg my craptop at 50 miles per hour at a nice solid double brick wall. But it might damage the wall.
It might be a nice wall, you never know. Like below:
See? Preety wall. Even got a smiley face for ya. But the one below is totally adorkable:
Awesome. Its face is totally like :O
Ok yea, whatever. I must go now, so without further ado;
Adios!
Cat xoxoxoxoxox
P.S a craptop is the new brand of name of computer lookalikes that schools give to students. No wonder they're free...