I find it odd that one has to come to the web in order to vent about their life. Odd, peculiar, and all over interesting. 
One thing you must learn to accept about me is the fact that I find the human mind to be an eerily haunting concept. One does not take the time to truly think about the overlying concept of a simple thought, and eventually what actions that mere thought can promote. I’ve grown up with parents who were anthropologist, so i’ve always had a keen interest in people- motives though, are my intrigue. The idea that everything has a motive, and the thought that jump start that are utterly compelling and capturing to me. I’m odd, I know. But, think about it! One does not commit murder unless they have motive. One does not rape unless there is motive. and one does not lie unless there is motive. There is always motive, even to the simplest of matters. For instance, a blog. My motive for a blog? Simple. I wish to share with you my life. My inner most thoughts that I don’t choose to wear upon my sleeve. I think in order for you to understand me, you must know me. In order for you to know me, i shall give you some back ground. 

in all understanding, and in simplest form: I’m a gypsy girl. I’ve moved from country to country, city to city since I was young. And i’ve yet to stop. I’ve lived upon every continent and have been give the chance to sample each countries’ culture on a very personal level. From Antartica to Iraq, from Thailand to Canada, and from Brazil to Russia. Literally… I’ve lived everywhere.

I’m a theater geek. I’ve been called worse, but I like theater geek best. Haha, well… I’ve got this keen interest in talent… When I see talent, i am drawn to it like a fly to the light. It’s magnetic. Addictive. I’ve taught, I’ve sung, I’ve danced, I’ve acted, I’ve choreographed, I’ve instructed, I’ve directed, I’ve coached, I’ve performed…. check.

But, one thing tends to leave everything behind. It’s as generic as peanut butter and jelly. But, love. Love is a thriving element in my life. Tends to have an affect on me life oxygen does. It’s necessary. It’s as if you are a god feeding off nectar and ambrosia. It’s utter perfection. have I loved? I have loved family, I have loved friends, I have loved items, but only one person. A person who will remained unnamed for the time being-  you soon will meet him, i assure you.

Pain. Pain is inevitable. Especially in my life. Again, once you learn about me, and get to know me better, you will learn what a role pain plays in my life. Pain physically…emotionally…mentally. It’s as ever reigning as the air i breathe, the people I love, the music that drives me, and the past i’ve lead. It floods my life like rain, a world where the constant droplets beating down upon your body eventually soaking you through and through.  

Another thing. I’m a soldier of Christ. Christian is a word overused, and holds a poor reputation. Such a pity. But i am not a “christian”… I am soldier of Christ. He is my influential power, and i will fight for him to no extent. Forever. It’s the least I could do after he suffered for me. Have you ever taken your wrist in your hand, the inside facing up… and pressed down on it, feeling it’s width, grasping the pulse that beats there, and think of nails being driven mercilessly through them? (It twas after al his wrists, and not his hands that where punctured.) what torturous pain he must have suffered for you… for me… it’s unfair that the one person ever living lead such a impeccable life, and yet had to suffer the most excruciating and humiliating death ever… isn’t it? Unjustified. another thing about me. I like things to be justfied. So therefore… living my life repaying him, is justifying it. 

If any of this has intrigued you, then mission accomplished on my part. I pray you continue to read… respond. Give me beautiful insight on my life… the things I do not understand. Because even though I am an accomplished and bright young woman, there is so very much I do not know.