Below is who JOHANNA really is. What's the face behind the name?

A little bit more explanation for the name JOHANNA - Joost - Johanna was the name of my late grand-mother, it was and is my favorite person during my youth, spent all my time in summer during holidays, therefor my love for nature, flowers, they cultivated fruittrees,had a hudge garden where you could loose yourself in, in fact they were small farmers. I live on the countryside with my wife. But I also like castles and monuments, here in Belgium you have so much history. It is and will be in my gallery.

You first Tracy... :-)

Aw shucks. What can I say? I'm the only hound dog who loves to take pictures with a camera. Also, I like big, fat, juicy burgers once in a while.

i think ill explain who i am. i cant think of anything else to do. my name is kevin wiley. im not what you'd call the most soically capable person in the world. my best friend in the history of my life is ashley. you know her as phoenixashes. i might be what people call "emo" but i dont consider myself that personally. i enjoy writing. im considered gifted by my school district. i love music. my favorite bands are Van Halen. AC%DC. R.E.M. The Strokes. Pink Floyd. Led Zeppelin. and Journey. my favorite poet is Edgar Allen Poe. and my favorite composer is Mozart. i hate school. i hate the normal people. they're greedy, selfish, vain,crude,destructive,insensitive,self-obsorbed, and flat out cruel. i detest hunting. especally when its hunting deer. i would hunt to survive. but i wouldnt hunt just so i could mound some Bucks' heads on my mantal. i want more than anything to pursue a career in psychology. on my ACT's (which i got to take two years early) i got a 60 in soical sciences. meaning i did better than 60% of the HIGHSCHOOLERS. note that i am only in 8th grade. im lonely. but im not desparate. i strongly detest junor high relationships. they're pointless. they dont go anywhere. and they're mainly for popularity. i have felt so many emotions most people my age havent. yet i am yet to exparence some of the things most kids my age have. i belief in the values of virtue. i will forgive anyone with a genuin and true appology. i am horrible at spelling. i wish i could wake up 23, in an appartment in new york. near the city...but not in it. i wish i had enough money to go to the greatest college i am capable of going to. and not cincinati university like i will probably end at. i wish poeple were better about respecting all things that are natural. i wish people would stop conducting warfair because ultimately it mearly slows the intellectual evolutionary process. i love my guitar. i am not very good at it yet, but i am learning. i believe the acoustic guitar is the most beautiful instrument in existance,save the violin, which is capable of creating music so beautiful the human mind cannot possibly fathom its wonderfulness. i believe in life on anouther planet. its simply ignorant not to. and i have to finish this now only because the pizza is here. this is quite easily the deepest and most about myself i have ever written.

Dude...ur a mini version of me! lol.

My turn...

Sam Gerdt - yes, ladies and gentlemen - that's my name. I live in the beautiful smoky mountains of Tennessee. I'm 17 years old and in my Junior year of high school. I can't relate to Otaku about school because I've attended private school all my life and have never had more than 20 people in the whole of my class. Some people will say that I'm a geek or that i'm brainy, but that is not the case. If every child would start exercising their mind instead of wasting it on the TV, they could accomplish so much more. I've always exercised my mind with music and culture and it's payed off. I've developed a photographic memory which accounts for my good grades and high test scores. My study habits suck :)

I also love my guitar. I've been playing acoustic for about 1 1/2 years, but already my obsession with practicing it is showing through. I've probably practiced as much as the average person whose been playing for 5 years. In short, I have a spirit of devotion to the things that I love. I feel deep and I try to think deeply.

My love for music peaks with bluegrass. Bluegrass is the purest form of music. The sounds that come from and acoustic guitar, banjo, violin, and mandolin are heavenly.

I also enjoy being a computer geek. I designed my first webpage when i was 12 and build my first computer when i was 14.

As far as the future goes, I plan on getting a bachelors degree in some form of digital art/graphics design, and then pursuing a little bit further into 3d animation. It'll be a lot of college, but it's what I'd love to do.

In closing...Soccer is the greatest sport on the planet.

Sam

Otahu thank you for sharing ..you are wise beyond your years.....the acoustical guitar is a beautiful sound..Led Zepplin Pink Floyd and Journey are really cool..........dont worry that the junior high girls don't appreciate your mind now....one day hopefully they will wake up and see that there is more to life than the mall, makeup and doing their nails. When you get older, intelligent and creative men that can express themselves will be worth alot to a woman of substance. Believe me sweetie

hahaha . . . would that i could mind-meld because that's the only way to really get me. i'm supposedly a good writer but i can't explain the deepest part of myself no matter how hard i try. the best i can do is tell you everything i can and hope the map i've drawn points to who i am. my name is Elizabeth Anne Croskell. i grew up in a semi-dysfunctional home: no good friends, an older brother who is a pushover, parents who constantly fought, a mother who got so depressed she ended up in the mental hospital and after she came home did little but sleep, a father who left home when i was nine, had an affair, kept coming home to "work things out" then leaving again . . . over . . . and over . . . and over . . . until i was eleven and he stopped taking meds for HIS depression and possible paranoiac schizophrenia and then went and hung himself off a tree in the middle of nowhere, a mother who has had numerous physical problems, including two back surgeries, right after my dad died--my brother and i literally spent that whole summer immediately following all this playing Nintendo and eating junk food (how do you like that for therapy?)--didn't get along with my mother, my brother not playing a strong role in my life. I was a naive child who made my dad laugh a lot. I always connected better with him than my mother even if he was a jerk. I liked really colorful things. like My Little Pony and Barbie. and Carebears. and Strawberrie Shortcake. i went to a private Christian school from preschool to eighth grade (i went to preschool twice since i started a year earlier and i wasn't five until two weeks after i would've started kindergarten). i got to junior high and turned into a menace. i got depression myself so deep that my teachers had to let me sit by the window well to help keep me from going home and overdosing on something or slitting my wrists or whatever. i went through three psychiatrists who couldn't do a thing with me. i stopped taking my meds most of the time and almost killed myself a few times--i had plenty of opportunity up until my mother refused to leave me alone anywhere, anytime--but i never did. up till this age i'd gotten all As every year in every class. the first week after my dad died i got mostly Cs. i temporarily turned junior-high and cared if i was popular, which i never was, and if i had a boyfriend, which i never did, and hung with the crowd that hadn't the imagination to do anything but swear and tell crude jokes. i got to high school (went to another private Christian school) and realized that junior highers are subhuman--though i realized that wasn't true always, just nearly always, when i read otaku's post (sorry, otaku--i'd never known a decent person that age before. no hard feelings, eh?)--and grew up in a period of about three days shortly after i graduated eighth grade. i spent most of my freshman year depressed and tired but got pretty good grades--mostly As and a few Bs. i spent most of my time on my own and rarely spoke to anyone at home or school or anywhere else. my sophomore year i actually started hanging out with mostly decent people. they had a great time picking on me and teasing me (which isn't that hard--insult my cat or Star Wars or The Lord of the Rings or whatever and i'll yell my head off at you why you're so wrong that you must be a complete idiot and go on forever about all their virtues). at that point i was at least mature enough to kid around with people and not take everything personally. my junior year i came even more out of my shell. when my math teacher told an alumnus that came back for a visit that i "spent math class sitting in the back row with Chris and talked the whole time. who'd've ever thought that ELIZABETH [why are there no italics on this board!] would be disrupting class?!" needless to say, the alumnus was amazed. that year i got so tired of fighting my depression and my asthma (which i'd had since i was ten and stopped taking meds for sometime in junior high) all the time that i resumed taking meds for both. i half-think that they're a crutch still, but they are the only thing that makes my life liveable at times. my senior year (which i'm in the middle of) i have been pretty well entrenched in my school. i can actually have fun. i am eighteen and still have no drivers lisence, though not from lack of trying. i am supposed to be a good speller but every once in a while i find a word i should know, i've only read it fifteen trillion times, but i don't. see "lisence" above. i know that one's wrong. ("license", maybe?) i read in most of my spare time, mainly science fiction, fantasy, and a few classics thrown in. i have also read a few cat mystery books because i occasionally need a light read and because i'm obsessed with cats in general. my weaknesses are cats, shiny/glittery things, Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings, video games (especially Zelda ones for Nintendo), Pepsi, writing (poetry and fiction), drawing (i need to develop this one--not as much natural talent as in writing), making jewelry (the kind that looks like you bought it, not 3-inch bright neon beads on a rubber band), and probably other things i can't remember right now. i like to be a deep thinker, though i have bad concentration because of my depression. that problem also gets in the way of my reading. these days, i mostly get As and a few Bs, and i've actually gotten straight As for periods of a few weeks. i have one cat. her name is Autumn--she was a stray we found one fall--and she has been my best friend since i was like three or four or five. she starts howling her head off if there's a door shut beteween us. she spends all her time searching the house for me if i'm away for a night or more. i now hate cutesy or pastel things. i prefer dark colors. my favorites are black, grey, silver, gold, red (real red, not purple red or pink red or orange red), blue, green, tan/brown tones, cream tones, and white once in awhile. i like things that are more aptly described as "beautiful" or "elegant" instead of "pretty". i like to look cool but am not as obsessed with my looks as most people my age. i like some clothes that are popular and some that are not, but am adamant about putting my own outfits together depending on my own particular preferences. as a result i look very weird. my mother would kill for my thick, long, curly, gold hair. i have blue eyes and a fair complexion. everyone says i look bad in black and better in pastels but i don't care because--and take good note of this--i would rather wear what i like than what i look good in. i have a stupid pink room in a stupid pink house and cover my walls with posters and my floor with furniture as much as possible so just maybe the stupid pink isn't so prominent. i like art. my senior trip is going in be in Santa Fe and i am thrilled. i write poetry--i currently have ninety-some--but i rarely show them to anyone because i'm rather paranoid about letting people know what i'm really thinking. i write fiction too but have very little of it. i drew a hilarious (to anyone who knows anything about cats) comic once that i'd show if i could. i like to break the spines on my books. well-worn books are a sign of character. as with a lot of people, i don't organize because i'm contientious (i don't think i spelled that right, either). i organize because i'm to lazy to look for my stuff. i like things that feel ancient, mysterious, legendary, curious, dangerous, etc., and draw you into them. like secret passegeways in old mansions. i only like history if it's something like ancient Egypt or whether Atlantis might have really been there, but not if it's all dates and political movements and names of people who did things i could care less about much less pronounce. i like math and am good at calculus and trigonometry by my algebra sucks because i took it in eighth grade (see my character during that period above if this comment somehow makes no sense whatsoever to you). i like science, particularly physics and astronomy, but if i studied that everyone would be on my back for copying my brother who's majoring in physics and minoring in astronomy and the University of Colorado at Boulder (what better school for that line of study?) which is also why i'm probably not going to CU either though i like it better than any other place i've visited. i will end up probably being a writer but what i really want to be is an astronaut, but they won't let me because i have asthma. stupidheads. (sorry for the lapse in maturity there. i'm rather bitter about the subject). i am in horrible physical shape because i don't excercise (i'm not sure i spelled that right), which is because my asthma keeps me from improving. before you jump at me about how some olympic champions are asthmatics let me tell you that i've given it my all and it just doesn't work, and furthermore, that i have heard that argument so many times i could scream because apparently everyone thinks i am lazy and they don't believe me when i say that i spent several months in comprehensive exercise for and hour and fifteen minutes every morning and every night and got nowhere. i think that i am the last person on Earth, or at least in the United States, who wears long hair. i have friends with whom i can talk about this and that for hours. then i have two friends--Chris and Beckah--with whom i can have meaningful conversations. Chris is in my graduating class (which has a grand total of 12 people) and Beckah is his sister and is a sophomore. they will listen to what i say even if it's babbling and care even if most people wouldn't and reply with more thought-provoking comments than i've ever heard anyone come up with. they are also deep thinkers like me. Chris especially likes talking about abstract concepts and moral values using logical reasoning. Beckah only two days ago told me about a major issue in her life that she hasn't told anyone else. This kind of confidence and trust in me is a new thing. Anyone who says that depression is an excuse i'll kill because it's a real chemical disease in the brain. the meds aren't uppers, they're doses of the chemicals i don't have enough of and inhibitors of the ones i have too much of. i can be very serious and hate the world or find boundless joy in all sorts of little or not-so-little things or anywhere in between. i like hard rock and hard techno. i like movie scores/soundtracks such as Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings, select Star Trek, Gattaca, Dune (both versions), Labrynth, etc.--in other words, the intense, the beautiful, the heartrending, the strange, the weird (those last two are intentionally in seperate categories). i play the piano and the flute and am really good at it though i'm kind of out of practice. i want very badly to play the guitar, acoustic and electric, but my mother won't get me one even if i teach myself. which i could do. believe me. i like to sing but am lousy at it so only do it when no one can hear me out of courtesy to their long-suffering ears. i'm only supposed to listen to Christian music and like Jars of Clay, Newsboys, DC talk, and ultrabeat. i like a lot of nonChristian stuff i heard on the radio but don't know who it is because i'm not supposed to know anything about it and therefore cannot justify finding out. some that i've heard announced and consistently liked are blink 182, matchboxtwenty, that group i can't remember the name of at the moment that just came out with "Numb", Creed, and others, as i said, i can't remember at the moment. i think that The Lord of the Rings movies are excellent even though they don't exactly follow the book which i also think is excellent. i think that people shouldn't go knocking Star Wars until they've read the 100+ novels that are out there. i think that video games that entail nothing but running around shooting/swording people are useless and detrimental to our society. i think video games like Star Wars and The Lord of the Rings and Zelda are good because they have depth that shows good reason for the violence involved, meaning that if that really happened, it would have been that violent. [see my comment under "The passion of the christ".] they don't have violent for violence's sake. i hate chick flicks. i like movies with action. i like movies with explosions. but not if it's action for action's sake, and not if it's explosions for explosions' sake. i like weird things. i like things that make me think. you can get something out of everything, even if it's just to show something you shouldn't be. i like strange things. i like disturbing things. such as The Twilight Zone and short science fiction stories. i agree with otaku about school and normal people. disgusting. absolutely disgusting. i also like Edgar Allan Poe, who is, by some twisted occurence of fate, a relative of mine. not directly, he never had kids, and i couldn't tell you the exact relationship, but it sure explains a few things. kids at school seem to think i'm a dictionary but i'm not. my vocabulary is learned from context because i read books too difficult for me. i know how they work but not their real defintions or how they're pronounced. i like the images on this site mostly based on the meaning i see in them rather than on their specific appearance for appearance's sake or for how difficult they were or how skillfully they were made. i have no money for the software or i'd have dozens of posts up for you to see. i like things that are a cross between looking cool and looking elegant which sounds weird and is very difficult to manage but once in a while you get it. not like a collage of some cool things and some elegant things, but one thing who is very much inherently both. i think i see things no one else sees. i think that everything is way different than anyone's wildest dreams, even mine. i am either right or insane. in either case there is no harm in being who i am and so that is who i let myself be. except when i'm afraid someone's on the verge of throwing me into the psychoward. that place has GOT to be boring.



anyway, i'm sorry about the verbosity. if you can't tell, i don't spend enough time talking to people and babble when i get the chance. also, if you can't tell, i'm very opinionated. if you see my posts in other places don't be shocked if they're strongly worded.

jeeeezzzzz dark i thought my post was long :P but thats for actually putting effort into it!

that's cool. i like to get to know people but they don't seem to bother usually. talk about shallow. i found your post interesting too.

darkaliryn7_1 Take a breath ok ha"ha" I don't see how you got that in one run.

through having no one else to tell my boring life to, prism. ; )
that was way too much fun.
tell me what you think, eh?

I was just wondering if you talk as fast as you write

Ok different opinions. I am different, I'm kind of conservative, so no one jump all over me, so here it goes:

Since I like being mysterious, I prefer to use my "internet" name; Phoenix. I like money cars and clothes. I have a fairly wide range of music according to some and very little according to Otaku. I'll listen to rap, rock(with the exception of death metal) jazz, funk, and blues. Currently my favorite band is Jet, and my favorite living atrtist is Tom Morello. In my opinion, I live in a city full of pussies, and would rather live in San Francisco, or L.A. I'm not the most socially inclined person, but I love being around people. I think we as Americans overrate explanation, and therefore do not believe in a religion. I dont approve of my family's views. They want me to be the perfect asian; to play the piano, have perfect handwriting, and get straight A's. I do none of those, you fellow Japanese-Americans may know what I'm talking about. The only sports I play regularly are Basketball, Baseball, and I go bike riding every day. I am a heavily opinionated person, and makes tension in my family because my mom is also opinonated, but she has almost the opposite opinions as me. I get carried away easily (as Otaku well knows) and sometimes need to be put in my place. Although I do some photographyn and love visual art, my main thing is guitar, and rap. I am not normal. I love school for the social aspect, but I hate most of my teachers, and have horrible grades. Although I'll read anything you'd give me with the exception of Shakespear. I hang out with all crowds, and dont hate on people. The only people I couldnt hang out with are withdrawn squares. Thanks for reading.

hnsq -- huntedsquirrel, my internet name for a while now. it came about origonally because of Christianity; it seems i am always avoiding things which are more fun (drinking, drugs, sex, etc...) to follow God and live a better, more worthwhile life, thus, i am hunted by, as i heard once, my "inner demons." squirrel, well, i have always seen humans as squirrels, they are a small, harmless animal, seem very insignificant, but they are really hard to catch. they always get away. anyhow, nowadays i dont think that much about it, its just a name to use.

Don't you think that you can have a fun life as a Christian? We all have our demons....slay them and you will be more focused.

Yeah. Agree with Kimcande

The question is who are you? Me of coarse!

The question 'who are you?' is much more difficult as u think it is...

All those long messages from those guys.. isn't that, What they are? and What they like?

it's not answer to: Who are you?
Or am I wrong?

Agree with you Pim, i give my explanation but the others??.

i am the sum of the mnemonic moments of my intelligence and the reflection of this portrayed against the narrative of global extelligence.

The words I don't understand: Mnemonic,Portayed,Extelligence
So can't give u a right reply to that I think...

But, do u know for sure, that that's who you are? and not what you are?

what i am is physical.. who i am is both physical and metaphysical... basically i am the collective of my memories and how i interperate them... but how i percieve these is in turn affected by both the memories themselves (and how they have already altered who i am) and by scociety that i am apart of and its own extelligence and memories...(intelligence is self knowledge.... in as internal.. extelligence is the global knowledge... intelligence external to me).. does that help.. or is it even more confusing?

Yes, this does help, and I think u're the first at this topic, who answered the question!
Congratulations :)

You are what you like...you are what you do...you are what you are...you are what you think...

I think I'm the best So I am the best?

I find this hard to do in rhyme
Perhaps I'll try some other time.
But my long profile that I wrote
Makes darkaliryn's post look like a note...
I'll look up that thing I said
Let the blame lay on my head.

ha ha. very funny.

okay me... will lets start with name shall we... easy questions. ashley lynn sferra <and i hate my middle name for the record.> i dont have a sided opinion on some debates but very strongly opinioned if i do have one. rock and comfortable music, instrumental, jazz <although dont get to hear enough of it> and just easy listening sorta things. past effects peoples lives even things you have forgotten. i play the clarinet piano <kind of> and bass <i try>. i recently turned 14 in january and have a love for art and reading. mostly any kind of art except for ceramic pieces <clay hates me therefore i hate it>. reading is a must. dont know what id do if i was blind and didnt have any nerves in my fingers. also if i were to go blind or deaf id probably rather die as i would be missing out on music and the colors of life. plus itd make working on the computer rather difficult. love the rain and singing but i cant sing at all so we like to remain silent and spare people. o also wind... milford was beautiful today. i like school half for social purposes and i love learning new things and knowing. i dont get good grades because i dont do my homework and am very unorganized because im to lazy to organize anything. when im motivated i can get something done so next year in highschool when things really start to matter maybe my entire look at things will change and ill become usefull to society. cant live without my computer or fire or Lord of the Rings. o also... chess is the best sport in the world and requires physic of the mind rather than the body. i am me if you dont like it... er dont talk to me or something but forgive me for being who i am.

I am every man,
And yet named Ann.
Every book I read
Plants a seed,
Every movie I watch
Adds a swatch,
For thus is my being;
A composite, seeing.

My middle name would have been Lynn
But 'twas kicked out, and Ann in.

lol :)

Agreed Puma how you describe your self is just a perception of who you think you are. It is not necessarily how you are seen in society. I think the real question is what are you, do you truly exist. And how do you perceive yourself.

And puma I think grimbug is trying say that hes so smart , that he's in conflct with the world. at least i think, may be, I could be wrong.

I create, therefore, I am. :c)

Thnx prismmagic!

Piner, u're are here for creating? U're whole live is about creating? I don't think that that's really u.... If u mean, to create children... to create the offspring... maybe u're right then... that's one of the things the human being has to do... but it's still: What u are doing! I still can't get no answer to, who u are... :)
I've we never speaked each other...
and I will meet you, and i'm askin: Hey, who are you? Then u're saying? I'm the man who making children? little weird huh ?

Puma- To create takes intelligence and inspiration....I leave the tearing down to the wind and rain.
The earlier post was a twist on the old saying "I think, therefore I am".

I don't know who I am. Is that going to be a problem?

No,it's not a problem at all.

I know who I am...but I can't explain why....

That's what I said..
this question is much more difficult as u think...
;)

I'm am who I was created to be.
I'm the result of my experiences, emotions, thoughts and circumstances.
Most importantly I am me - and that is who I want to be.

hmmm I think I can't complain about thát comment...
I think u've now explained who u really are..
but, maybe one thing..

isn't that what u're saying, not for all of us? so, in that case, aren't we all the same?
I thought every person is unique

Mmm, well, that's the main problem with question like these. Is who you are a genetic trait or not? Where does the human uniqueness lie? Everyone's experiences are different, we don't think in the same way, and we definitely don't feel the same things. Our circumstances all differ.

Yet if you take identical twins... same cicumstances... but totally different thoughts/personalities and experiences.

I think this question might never be totally answered.

now and tháts the right answer to this question crusader:
"I think this question might never be totally answered."

I don't know an answer either....

And that is the mystery and wonder that is life! If we knew all the answers there would be nothing to live for...

Agree with that...

I Love life :)

Life is definitely what you make of it! And I love life too... sometimes a bit less than other times but still...

I love life but I have mental problems and get really depressed sometimes. Oh. I sound like I'm whining, don't I? Sorry. I have that habit. I hate bad habits. Mine go back through my whole life, most of them. How do you stop them? I've never quite figured that out . . .

Okay, now that I've digressed from the topic at hand . . .

What was I going to say?

I do that a lot. I'm actually quite intelligent because I read way, way too much, but I completely space out a lot of the time. Makes me look stupid. ; )

Darkaliryn 7- as someone in the mental health field, I found your posting very informative and insightful. There is no such thing as a perfect childhood. If there was, kids would never want to leave the family home and go off on their own. So there is some dysfunction in every home. Depressed parents tend to raise depressed children. THey can't motivate when they are not motivated themselves. Keep up writing the poetry and using that as a way to express yourself. A few good friends are better than a lot of aquaintances that you can't count on when you need them. You don't say why you don't drive? Having a license is a freedom of a sort to get out and go for drives or go to the beach or mountains with a picnic lunch and write. It's great exercise and exercise is mentally uplifting. Don't discount the positive things about yourself and don't give up. You do sound very intelligent and thick curly golden hair is nice too.

When you know that you are loved and accepted, you can weather almost anything wrong with your self worth intact, using a clear mind and think your way out of situation. Warning though..sometimes girls seek out in their relationships unconciously, abusive relationships in order to solve, fix or put to rest the unfairness of their past. I couldnt fix my daddy but this guy maybe I can....When parents are both depressed, they cant take care of themselves let alone their children. Therefore you may not have been nurtured as you should have been. It's not that they did not want to but they maybe didnt have the energy or concentration for the demanding job of parenting. When a girls father dies, she has lost the first man she ever loved. Fathers give daughters a confidence in their femininity and ability to achieve. They set the role model for what girls look for. Take care of yourself. Reward yourself. Pamper yourself. I truly believe that what we all go through is not lost if we can teach others and ourselves from it. There is a reason why it happened to you. There is a lesson there.

No--there's never been very much motivation at all in my home. I find myself just doing homework or housework or whatever just as much as it takes to get it done--just 'till it's "good enough". I have a hard time motivating myself to do even the things I very much want to do. Overcoming stagnation and unmotivation must be one of the hardest things out there. You let yourself laze around so much that you're used to it and when you try to do things differently you find yourself unmotivated to do things differently. It's like a trap, a big dark hole you can't get out of. I don't drive because I never got around to getting those fifty hours in when I got my permit (which has expired twice and needs to be renewed now). Now that I'm eighteen I don't need those fifty hours but I've only driven about seven hours all together and am not prepared to take the test (esp. considering that the last time I drove was a year and a half ago). Nothing ever seems to get done at my house. But I'd very much like to have that freedom, though I don't know how much good a license will do with no car. I have no source of income and only about a thousand stashed up due to the kindness of relatives donating to the cause. Don't worry, I wouldn't touch a guy with a ten foot pole unless it was to hit him (teasingly, of course). I'm just not interested at the moment. I need to fix myself before I go out trying to make any kind of relationship work. And anyway I think I'm still too young. No, I wasn't nurtured, hardly at all. Kind of messed me up--I think permanently. I am no longer fond of my mother. We do not get along. She has no resources to give me. She is very ill, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, you name it. All she has the energy to do is survive and try to give me advice. I think there was a reason he died. I'm not sure how to word it, but I think that . . . well . . . I probably would have been about a thousand times more shallow if I hadn't had to grow up so fast. Not that I'm "so mature"--I have major responsibility issues, which are, by the way, connected with my motivational issues. Anyway. Thanks for the encouragement. Usually no one says anything in response to my bringing up that stuff.

I'm curious--how are you involved in the mental health field? You said you were in it--I would find it interesting to know where and how and that type of thing.

I have a Masters In Counseling and I have worked with people with addictions. I work for a Social Services Agency.

i am the best of the best and the worst to myself. For those that oppose me, are on myside. you cannot attack a three sided monkey with one fist. you can know me if you are here or there. but you right now i have a headache so i think i'll sleep for awhile.

Peace!

All this brings about another question in my mind...

Do the circumstances and conditions in which a person lives warp the mind and emotions and develop the personality of that person, or are those things (mind, emotions, personality) already embedded in our minds before we ever begin to think for ourselves.

Basically what I'm asking is this...Do circumstances decide the person, or does the person decide the circumstances?

Both. I think..

but the most that's true, is that circumstances decide the person...
A person who has grow up in a life with much problems, parents that are divorced,
someone died, persons wich got lot of chaffed... will have a totally other live, another character.. as persons who never had problems in their life it al....

Paul said...I have learned to be content within myself regardless of my outside circumstances. ( Bible)

If the Biblical quote scares you how about Einstein..."We are what we think about ourselves every day. Who we are is independent of what others may say about us." or try Ben Franklin who said," Well done is better than well said. You can go around talking about what you want to do, but that is only mouth action...."

I love einstein's comment.

Pore influences are the culminations of week minds. Perfection is for them to ask of you not for you to achieve. Otherwise dont live for someone else.

Que????????

Doesn't make sense to me either.
But I do know that who you are is both inherent and environmental. For instance, if the same circumstances occur in the lives of two different people, the experience will shape them differently depending on their own opinions, inclinations, reactions, and impressonableness (though I don't think that's a word). But neither is it deniable that you are only who you were born as because people ARE changed by circumstances. They react and are warped or adjusted--or however you want to say it; I can't think of a word except "changed" except I already used it and as a writer I despise the overuse of words. But that is rather obviously beside the point. Both play big parts in our lives. Some may be made up of more of one than the other depending on how many shaping events have occured in their lives (that's the word I should have used . . . "shaped") and on how impressionable they are inherently.

You made sense to me.....

i am no good with words or trying to define who i am, that is ever changing, but who i think i am is quite synonymous of what Grim said. life is a collection of moments & each moment defines u in a subtle & imeasurable way. having this introspective moment in an effort to type a response will also change me in some form that i may not fully understand, so who am i? not really sure...i'm a constant state of flux is the closest i can think of.

As talking heads said in a song.
This is not my beautiful house, this is not my beautiful wife, this is not my beautiful car,
I think there is a very strong message in that.

You have to beleive it can happen in order to create it. You could have it if you planned your work and worked your plan.

right on!

No last week?

:-)

HA" HA"HA" Is that beter Pim re-read above

Um, my parents won't let me tell about myself over the internet so I can't say much. I like pet chickens and drawing. I think this is one of the coolest web sites ever build.

I think u're parents are very smart!

All right here I go. My real name is Shane Dean McKinley.I am 20 years old. I live in Cleveland Georgia, USA, a very small town at the bottom of the mountains. I was born and raised in Kenosha,WI. I've been stuck on the computer since I was 10. I am currently attending Technical School for Computer Information in Networking. I am a recovering drug addict and now have been clean for almost a year. Now my life is better than ever. I am getting married in June to a beautiful woman. I'm looking forward to coming years and what they will bring. Other than Caedes I also am a techno producer(not professional). I also like to play games when my brain is very tired. My girlfirend says I play on the computer to much, but it is better than doing drugs, right? In other words computers are my passion. I love them, they keep me occupied, and sane. At the moment as everyone can probably tell, my favorite thing to do is create desktop wallpapers! Isn't it awesome?

who I am:

partner, mother*, aunt, neighbour, mosaic maker, teacher, gardener, thinker, writer, reader, reviewer, employer, artist, learner, birdwatcher, lizard-rescuer and soccer-watcher (could file last 2 under "mother" - that term involves about a zillion subheadings)

who I am not:

chef, superwoman, intolerant, corporate leader, dotcom billionaire.

And the people just go on... didn't read my messages..

Very good mum 42

PuMa - I did read - and I think I have answered quite well. I did existential angst some decades ago and am now just real glad to still be here at all.
I am what I have written.
The list will be different next year, as it is different to last year. At this point in my (extremely busy) life I define myself by what I do. When I was 20 I defined myself by what I wanted to be. When I am 80 I (may) define myself by what I have done for others. I will always define myself as well by the people I share my life with, but that's not what I wanted to share here : )

hmmm ok, i'm sorry,
u're right indeed.. nice answer by the way mum42....
excuse me.

"I am myself!" He shouted...

My name is derived from one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands ("Nontoxic" by SR-71). I am Nikki, I live in Illinois, and I am a college first-year student. I am an art major/bio minor, and hope to someday become an interior designer. I will be entering my last year as a teenager next Thursday, and have a loving boyfriend who I'm practially engaged/married to (waiting until we graduate our first four years, then we'll get married and I'll go with him to where he's going to vet school). I love to paint, draw, and take pictures, and love the Pheonix area of Arizona. I dislike cheap masking tape and wet socks, love peas and t-shirts. My favorite color is red, and so it my hair color. Naturally, I add. I was a member of my high school bowling team all four years, earning the Most Improved Bowling award my senior year (I was really much better at teaching than doing). I've always been a good student, and my current college GPA is a 3.7 on a 4.0 scale. Jeans are my favorite pants, and wish I could travel the world.

That's mostly me (very, very condensed).

i am a creature God lovingly created; the sum of all my parts are only made complete because He breathes life into me. I am the living example of every breath He puts into me, and i walk on this earth just as you do because He breathes the same life into you. I am part of a great creation, specially singled-out (like you) to love and treasure all that is placed on this earth and in His design, i'm created the way i am because He loves me so that i may pass on that love to others.

hmm like u're comment edahs..
but what about all terrorist and killers, are those made by god's breath also?

yes they are, are they not of the same blood? *smile* we were all created but not all will follow.

PuMa - you are excused (I sound like the queen!).

thnx mum42..

and edahs,
I don't know if can agree with u.... I need time to build my own opinion in english.. ;-)

no prob =)

thanks edahs! that was awesome! :-)