| User Name: | badassmiko |
| Name/Nick: | Yesenia |
| Last Visited On: | Dec. 02nd, 2006, 04:34:38, PST |
| Registered On: | August 08, 2006 |
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I like to be called Daniella.
I am a firm Feminist in my views although not so far as to castrate men...I believe? Kidding!! [hehe]
Anyways I'm a bookworm and dull.
I am of the female persuasion.
I am also quite blind and apt to bump into things, even if I do have my glasses on.
My eyes are a dull muddy brown with traces of stigmatism and due to an accident when I blow my nose my left eye puffs up slightly.
As for intelligence I am sadly lacking; I even had a math teacher considering the possibility that I was dyslexic at mathematics. And chemistry, I won’t even go there…
+Shuddering can be seen when observing the pudgy person typing this.+
In the arena of physical exertion and health, I am that rotund figure one sees breathing heavily like an asthmatic, trying desperately-and shall I mention futilely- to catch up or even more precise, as has been noted by various persons astutely, “Like a fish gasping for breath ‘afore they croak!”
My coordination leaves more to be desired of; I make it a routine to acquaint myself with various clear glass walls that pop up in my blurry field of vision, and to ram into, with my heavy frame -I prefer to call it ‘Big Bones’ since I am superfluously vain- unsuspecting bystanders that make the mistake of being unfortunately near my person.
I have heard quite adroitly that my beautiful voice can render and tear the fragile tissue of eardrums, although I have not had time to ascertain if this is true or not... It IS most common for people to fall down, clutching spasmodically at their ears, while curled up into a dolorous fetal position, begging me with stilted sweetness, “Daniella!” “Can you please shut the FUCK up!” Ahh, I know they love my voice, because they are begging me for more-they are just trying to use reverse psychology on me, I’m sure of it!
+Smiles gleefully while continuing to sing Mozart's Aria of The Queen of the Night, butchering it all the while. People can be seen fleeing the premises with horrified expressions etched into their faces of stone as if they had seen something truly revolting, but then again maybe they had. Police are still questioning the victims on their assailant's discription but all they keep getting is that she was unbelievably fat like the huge slimey green monster from Star Wars except her voice is a secret weapon all her own. Several victims have been entered into the nearby Gateway Hospital to try to stem the bleeding coming profusedly from their ears. +
As for the reason I am now writing this or ANY and all future stories in fanfiction.net it is because I have an irrepressible compulsion. That and because unless I write my thoughts down I can not finish that story in my mind mentally, I can not precisely picture every minute detail, it does not feel real, therefore it does not stop nagging at me. And above all I am a very selfish person; vain and lazy. Supremely lazy. Think Garfield people with all the rolls of fat.
In medias res, errare humanum est. Horace; Seneca
--Into the midst of things, to err is human.
Or because I have avoided my Latin HW and have a scansion test tommorow;
ICH BIN SEHR BLOD!
Je suis mort,
pourquoi j'ai ne estudie et mon devoirs c'est facile mais j'ai voudrais dormiens.
Y por eso es que dicen que en la vida nada esta dado-
son los idotas como yo que pierden por su huevonada.
Arrividerchi.
Yours truly,
Dani.
Ciao cuz I can't imagine anyone wastin' their time reading this anyways
PEOPLE I ACTUALLY VOTED IN THE RECENT DRAW! Sure it only affected my county but still I followed my patriotic duty, and I felt good.
ATTENTION:
EVERYONE SHOULD VOTE BECAUSE IT IS OUR RIGHT AS AMERICANS!!!! |
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