So Yeah... I'm Kizzy...
An about me section. Ewww. That's kinda boring, but I guess if someone is willing to read it, than it's worth writing. I'm a 20 year old New Yorker, who is a little too controversial and way too opinionated. Which I guess is why I'm a writer above all else. I tend to have that tendency of saying the things that people would rather read than hear. Those things that are really random and abrupt, things that although I do, I probably shouldn't say. Good thing this is where my talent lies, otherwise I'd be all screwed up.
I Live in Queens with my family. Mom, Grandparents, Aunt, Uncle, and three awesome little cousins. Yeah full house, I kinda love it though, that blend...
anyway, my mom is the best person in the world. I love here to death, we can talk about everything... It's a weird connection that we have going for us, but hell, it works, I love her.
I love ALL of my family. Although I have recently realized that they're all nuts.
I have a HUGE family, one that just recently - got a little bigger.
I was raised without a father until I was 18 years old. It was that year (2006) that I had enough balls to find and contact him (with help from my good buddy Myspace) and from then on things have been ok.
I was raised as an only child, but with my new found father came my new found siblings. My sisters and brother(s). All of whom I love.
My sisters are all older, crazy in their own right, and yet still good. I love em. My brother is equally as awesome. He's like too cool for me even. I love him.
Enough about them, let's get back to the Kizzy, shall we?
Good.
I:
like roller coasters
watch cartoons
voice my opinion
like a challenge
play hard to get
eat lots of hot dogs
read tarot cards
internet surf
write
draw
take photos
read
shoot the shit
cook Italian
laugh a lot
smoke
have my fair share of secrets
like clothes
think incredibly hard about things
look at the good side of everything 1st
love my life
hate living it
I'm:
a bitch
an Aries
a lover
feisty
unholy
really witty
inconsiderate
lazy, yet busy
incredibly perceptive
greedy
sarcastic
not cocky
funny (if I do say so myself)
not a liar
very self aware
a great writer, right?
I have way to many irritating tendencies to count, and yet I just can't help but think that I feel like I'm more important to some than I really am.
Or Not.
Either way I think my opinion is worth reading, whether you agree with it or not, you should at least get a kick out of it for the moment.