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Name: Anna
Location: Carmel, Indiana, United States
Birthday: 2/12/1992
Gender: Female
Interests: things
Expertise: complaining
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
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AIM:  sk8gr810
Member Since:
5/25/2005
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| I GOT FEATURED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
granted, it's under datingish, but dammit, i wrote it! omg, i'm soooo excited.
and a subtle reminder, GO check out hopeful_mrs_lysacek, kay? kay!
AHHHH, SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| You know what irks me rather a lot? When seemingly plain people complain about other people (specifically other women) dressing up. I just read a post on datingish describing a night when this girl was out with her boyfriend and saw another couple come into their restaurant, the girl ridiculously overdressed. After the story, the writer goes on to describe why she thought the girl's outfit was ridiculous and how she doesn't support "dressing to impress".
Well, I'm here to tell you otherwise.
Based on the situation she described, in this case i agree with the author that the girl was clearly overdressed for the particular restaurant at which they were. However, I'd like to make my case about dressing to impress.
My mother is Russian, and she always, always looks put together, if not downright dressed up. I must admit, at times I think she overdoes it, but most of the time she gets compliments or envious looks. She taught me that it comes from self-respect, always trying to look your best and letting people see you at your best. Catching peoples' eyes, making them look at you, daring them to look away. She was a ballet dancer, so I think part of this philosophy carried over from good presentation on the stage. But as she says, she was brought up that way as well. Anyway, from a young age, she taught me that you need to try and look your best when you're out and about. Well, sometimes I listened, sometimes I didn't. I especially hit a patch a couple years ago that lasted until I moved to Europe, about 6 months ago. I started thinking all rebelliously, and said "I'm gonna wear what I want and don't care what anybody thinks!" Well, that just didn't work. I have a basic flaw in my nature that dictates that in fact I do care about what other people think. In fact, I care a lot. So when I wore what I wanted and got strange looks... well, it kinda hurt.
Anyway, this stage lasted until the middle of the summer. I had already moved to France and was still sticking to the whole "wear what I want and ain't nobody gonna stop me!" thing when I realized, wait... I never get checked out anymore... my self-esteem is dropping... I don't think I like this. The entire lifestyle there is different... people aren't chained to their cars, they go out and walk around in the city and take public transportation and are constantly seeing each other. So, instead of being seen by kids in school that already knew me, or my friends that already knew me., or my family that already knew me, or people in the mall that I could care less about anyway...I was being seen by...the French. And for those of you that have never been there... everything you've heard about the highly attractive male population is true. Male population that well... I wanted to get acquainted with.
So what's a girl to do?
Exactly. Change her wardrobe! Ditch the grungy "who cares?" look and pick out the "just try not to look at me" look.
To me, dressing to impress isn't all about impressing others. It's about impressing yourself, raising your own confidence. When you think you look good... you feel good. And then you exude confidence and look even better. Besides, clothes aren't everything. They're simply wrapping paper. With the holiday season coming up, think about it... which present are you more likely to open? The one wrapped in exquisite tissue with a ribbon on the top? Or the plain, brown cardboard box? Think about it.
Granted, what's in the boxes could be very very different. For all you know, the beautiful box could be filled with dog shit and the cardboard box with a million dollars. But how will you know if you don't open them? And which one are you more likely to open?
I'm not advocating the dog shit interior... not in the slightest. By setting myself up as the model of the nicely-wrapped box, I wouldn't do that. The best you can do is to match the interior and exterior, making them each beautiful and worthy of attention.
What do you think?
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| i was thinking about going to school this morning but im wayyyy too lazy.. i'll end up going this afternoon. sidenote: quit school.. going to pick up books and say goodbye.
this morning sucked.
im really depressed and still have an assload of things to do.
i think my eye is better?
leaving thursday.
hubba hubba hubba hubba.
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| oh my gosh, i just feel like crying all the time. im so miserable. this is so ridiculous and unfair!!!!!
i wanna skate with clément soooo bad. i love skating with him. i honestly think we have a future together. but with the way things are now... i don't even know. theres so much to take into consideration, the two most important being
1) since they more or less kicked (or are kicking, rather) me out, i need to find somewhere to live. which is kinda a really big problem. its too expensive to live on my own, and my parents don't want that anyway. and with someone else...? mmph.
2) my education. i'm obviously getting no education whatsoever here. i had the idea this morning that i could just not go to regular school and do correspondence courses. try to catch up on everything i've missed. heck, thats not even merely for the sake of continuing the partnership! i mean, i'm clearly not learning anything here, so i think that would be good in any case. but then maybe we could skate more? doubtful, but hey... who knows. at the very least I could skate more and try to improve myself.
to be honest, I really don't wanna leave france. yesterday my dad was like "you'll be able to get you licence!" and i was like "...........cool." haha. i mean... even then i wouldn't have a car anyway. whatever. omg, i just don't know. i really really don't wanna break up with clément. sure, we have our ups and downs, but just like any partnership! a partnership is like a relationship, you can't expect it to go perfectly all the time, there are gonna be problems. the main thing is just to work through them and keep on trucking. i think we have potential and we shouldn't lose it. i remember our first tryout, when we just clicked immediately. i mean, something like that doesn't happen everyday. but i guess, if i want to skate with him and he doesn't wanna skate with me... i need to have a serious talk with him. lay all my cards on the table and be totally honest. i just don't know how we can work it out... i hope its possible in the end. i don't wanna end this. i mean, i don't only like skating with him (yes, he can be a bossy jerk at times, but i can be whiny bitch too, so i guess it evens out), but he's a good guy too. i think he kinda has a big ego but whatever... hes still really fun to be around and everything. i mean, he makes me laugh fit to split my sides. sighhhhhhh. WHYYYYYYY, why can't we just skate??? im so simple, all i wanna do is skate!!!!! fuck all this drama. the thing i don't understand though, is that a few months ago, i don't remember when, we had a talk... we agreed that no matter what happened between coaches or parents or whoever, we would keep skating together and be loyal to each other. does he not remember? did he change his mind? did his feelings about us change? i wish i knew. we said we'd do everything to keep skating together. well... like i said, we just need to talk... but i dunno when.
i feel like a book is closing. i don't want it to close. i want to keep writing, i want to stay.
oh my gosh. my horoscope continues to confuse and delight me. here's today's:
  You'll feel as though you've finally paid your dues, and a door will open onto a new opportunity that proves quite attractive.
yipers.
welp i gotta pee... oh my gosh, i hope everything works out. i want it to work out so bad. i wanna keep skating with him. cross your fingers please and if you're religious, pray for me!
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| im really really depressed.
uhhhh.... shit, i have to go eat but i WILL be back later (or tomorrow at the very least) and will update thoroughly. i have something i wanna quote.
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