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Putting Off What I SHOULD Be Doing…

  • Bold what is true about you.
  • Italicize what you wish was true about you.
  • Add one true thing about you to the end of the list.
  • I miss somebody right now.
    I don’t watch much TV these days.

    I love olives.
    I own lots of books.
    I wear glasses or contact lenses.

    I love to play video games.
    I’ve tried marijuana.
    I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
    I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
    I curse sometimes.
    I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.

    I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
    I’m TOTALLY smart.
    I have broken someone’s bones.
    I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
    I hate the rain.
    I’m paranoid at times.

    I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
    I need money right now.
    I love sushi.

    I talk really, really fast.
    I have fresh breath in the morning.
    I have long hair.
    I have lost money in Las Vegas.
    I have at least one sibling.

    I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
    I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.
    I couldn’t survive without Caller I.D.
    I like the way that I look.
    I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.
    I know how to cornrow
    .
    I am usually pessimistic.
    I have a lot of mood swings.
    I think prostitution should be legalized.
    I think Britney Spears is pretty.
    I slept with a roommate.
    I have a hidden talent.
    I’m always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
    I have a lot of friends.
    I am currently single.
    I have pecked someone of the same sex.
    I enjoy talking on the phone.
    I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
    I love to shop.
    I enjoy window shopping.
    I would rather shop than eat.

    I would classify myself as ghetto.
    I’m bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
    I’m obsessed with my Xanga or Livejournal.
    I don’t hate anyone.
    I’m a pretty good dancer.
    I’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
    I have a cell phone.
    I believe in a god(s)
    .
    I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
    I’ve rejected someone before.
    I currently like someone.
    I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
    I want to have children in the future.
    I have changed a diaper before.
    I’ve called the cops on a friend before.

    I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
    I’m not allergic to anything.
    I have a lot to learn.
    I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.
    I am shy around the opposite sex.
    I’m online 24/7, even as an away message.
    I have at least 5 away messages saved.
    I have tried alcohol or drugs before.
    I have made a move on a friend’s significant other or crush in the past.

    I own the “South Park” movie.
    I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal.
    When I was a kid I played “the birds and the bees” with a neighbor or chum.
    I enjoy some country music.

    I would die for my best friends.
    I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
    I watch soap operas whenever I can.
    I’m obsessive, and often a perfectionist.
    I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
    I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
    I know all the words to Slick Rick’s “Children’s Story”.
    Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
    I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
    I have dated a close friend’s ex.
    I like surveys/memes.
    I am happy joyful at this moment.
    I’m obsessed with guys.
    Democrat.
    Conservative Republican.
    I am punk rockish.
    I am preppy.
    I go for older guys/girls, not younger.
    I study for tests most of the time.
    I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I’ve ever met.
    I can work on a car.
    I love my job.
    I am comfortable with who I am right now.
    I have more than just my ears pierced.
    I walk barefoot wherever I can.
    I have jumped off a bridge.
    I love sea turtles.
    I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup.
    I believe in prophetic dreams.
    I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.
    I am proficient on a musical instrument.
    I worked at McDonald’s restaurant.
    I hate office jobs.
    I love sci-fi movies.
    I think water rules.
    I went to college out of state.
    I am adopted.
    I like sausage.
    I am a pyro.
    I love the Red Sox.
    I have thrown up from crying too much.
    I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.
    I love kisses.
    I fall for the worst people and have been hurt every time.
    I adore bright colors.
    I love Dear Abby.
    I can’t live without black eyeliner.
    I think school is awesome.
    I think pigtails serve a purpose.
    I don’t know why the heck I just did this stupid thing.
    I usually like covers better than originals.
    I don’t like multi-textured ice cream.
    I think John Cusack is adorable.
    I freaking hate chain theme restaurants like Applebees and TGIFridays.
    I watch Food Network way too much.
    I love coaching youth sports.
    I can pick up things with my toes.
    I can’t whistle.
    I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.
    I have ridden/owned a horse.
    I still have every journal I’ve ever written in.
    I can’t stick to a diet.
    I talk in my sleep.
    I’ve often thought that I was born in the wrong century.
    I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.
    Climbing trees is a brilliant pastime.
    I have jazz in my blood.
    I would not be friends if they weren’t family.
    I wear a toe ring.
    I have a tattoo.
    I can’t stand at LEAST one person that I work with.
    I am a caffeine junkie.
    I know who Santos L. Halper is.
    I read trashy romance novels and I am ashamed.
    I love wrestling.
    I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I’m not ashamed at all.
    If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.
    I cosplayed or know what cosplaying is.
    I have been to over 15 conventions.
    I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.
    I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.
    I’m an artist.
    I have a goal to collect every Johnny Depp movie ever made.
    I am ambidexterous.
    I sleep with so many stuffed animals, I can hardly fit on my bed.
    My computer has a name.
    If it weren’t for having to see other people naked, I’d live in a nudist colony.
    I have terrible teeth.
    I hate my toes.
    I did this Meme even though I wasn’t tagged by the person who took it before me.
    I have more friends on the internet than in real life.
    I have lived in either three different states or countries.
    I am extremely flexible.
    I love hugs more than kisses.
    I want to own my own business.
    I smoke or have tried cigarettes.
    I have met a star from ABC’s LOST.
    I spend way too much time on the computer than on anything else.
    Nobody has ever said I’m normal.
    Sad movies, games, fics and the like can cause a trickle of tear every now and then.
    I am proficient in the use of many types firearms and combat weapons.
    I like the way women look in stylized men’s suits.
    I don’t like it when people are unpleased or seem unpleased with me.
    I have been described as a dreamer or likely to have my head up in the cloud.
    I have played tennis with my non dominant hand.
    I have played strip poker with someone else before.
    I read the labels on food, shampoo, and other things just because.
    I have emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.
    I believe in ghosts and the paranormal.

    I can’t stand being alone.
    I have at least one obsession at any given time.
    I weigh myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.
    I consistently spend way too much money on obsessions-of-the-moment.
    I know what THACO means.
    I have a signed Tom Servo head.
    I’m judgmental
    I’m a HUGE drama-queen
    I was a Spice Girls fan and I’m proud of it.
    I have traveled on more than one continent.
    I sometimes wish my father would just disappear
    I have seen every single episode of more than one television show.
    I’m terrified of moths.
    I enjoy musicals.
    I am a chocoholic.
    I wear ties and I’m a girl.
    I got to be in the front row of a Minstrels of Mayhem concert.
    I am a geek and proud of it
    I don’t like clowns. Not at all
    I own an animal costume
    I have eaten hog maw.
    I read Cosmopolitan magazine.
    I’m a Disney freak.

    (Originally published at Anywhere Is…)

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    I Think God is Trying to Reclaim Me…

    Too many instances of Him calling me seem to be taking place. He knows everything in my heart, and He knows how much I need him. I know how much I need Him.

    He’s revealing himself to me slowly but surely. Or maybe He’s being extreme about it, but I refuse to see.

    He wants his daughter back. I know it. I FEEL it.

    All I have to do is accept it. Accept it and be at peace that He is in control and that I can stop worrying about anything and everything. Especially those things.

    So what’s holding me back?

    Fear.

    Stubborness.

    Unwillingness to reliquish control.

    I decided to do the most tedious of tasks–going through all of my LJ entries and tagging the ones that I felt needed to be tagged. It’s taking a long time, but I’m reading through some of the entries. I seemed so much happier then, so much more blessed. Or more accurately, more appreciative and aware of my blessings. What I wouldn’t give to feel that carefree and happy and full of hope and life and God’s love again. What I wouldn’t give for it to be even more pure, even more laden with good things for Him and from Him.

    This phase of depression has already gotten old. I’m tired of the grey haze that seems to cover every aspect of my life, especially the good ones. The same grey haze that turns the bad things extra dark, yet, extra bright, so they’re magnified.

    I feel like I am in the middle of a Spiritual Battle. God and Satan are battling it out for my soul. I am torn in the middle, not sure of where to go or who to run to. So I try to rely on myself. HA HAHA. What a mess I’ve made of that!

    I need to rely on God. I wish I remembered how. 🙁

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