About Me
Longing
Sorry for updating my journal with this nonsense. Just ignore it. i just want to see it posted in one piece.My name is Sheila Marie Cruz Ogaña. I’m a nurse who doesn’t practice the profession. My career path goes to God knows where. I have plans for this and know what I really want. It would be better not to lay out what I want when it still doesn’t happen into actuality yet. I suck in using prepositions, punctuations and I state sentences with grammatical errors. Pardon my English and randomness. Please bear with me. I’m an undiagnosed bipolar person in my imaginary world. Being in a manic phase of the disorder is more comforting. I reckon I’m in this mode now. Sometimes I converse with my own mind and end up having answers. I have questions about life, religion, science and love but I end up ignoring them until I have time to answer them myself with thorough research. Anyhow, I still avoid being condemned of questioning the unquestionable. Inquiring doesn’t make my faith any less. Questions differ from doubt.
I’m a short and fleshy girl with wavy hair. I could go with long or short cut. I have tan lines. I curse a lot. But I was able to stop it until I’m with someone who curses too. People around me could easily influence me whether good or bad. My right eye sees a fixed ring doughnut shadow, which in my opinion is a result of the high fever brought about by dengue. Expert said that it was just a floater and not detrimental. It would be harmless until it increases its number and reveals itself to be a symptom of retinal detachment, I say. I have a nose which may be closely compared to prehistoric people. I have a horrible sense of smell. Determining what food there is in front of me using just my nose is really hard. My mommy(guardian) told me that it was a great indication that I don’t know how to cook. Well, some people don’t know to cook but knows how to differentiate the smell of popcorn and corned beef, right? This quite discouraged me, though. The likelihood of me cooking goes down to negative 100. Oh, poor husband-to-be! I was kidding. Maybe I just want to eat and don’t want to do the cooking part that’s why I have no great interest in cooking. I occasionally go to a dentist for the fact that I want to hear them praise my teeth and let them clean it. The great feeling after the cleaning is really what I’m after. There are tiny black parts already so I don’t visualize them congratulate me for maintaining clean teeth. By the way, I’m choosy when it comes to dentist. My teeth are longing for the dentist I like the most to lower her price for teeth cleaning. It’s been waiting so long already that it’s getting rusty-looking now. I have short hairy legs with ginger-looking feet. Hairy part includes my forearms. This hirsute gene I got from my mom embarrasses me especially when people notice it. And I think I have… no… I have a beard. I could actually see it right now. Maybe I have above normal testosterone count for women. And that might explain why I have this manly features. Just guess what those features are. Can you see now how random I am?
Half of my wardrobe is second-hand which my mother and guardian bought for me. I gave up on purchasing branded clothes since I graduated from high school. But there are times I still do buy myself branded shirts which are not costly. I am impulsive with buying stuff. I always think that I might not be able to get that piece when I get back for it. Many times happened that I didn’t buy one product then the next time I came back and ready to go for it, not a single store have it. I am proud to say that this hobby of thoughtless act is already controlled. But sometimes I want to let it loose especially for those jacket and flip-flop from Reef.
I’ve got a crappy virus-infected PC and internet connection. I have a Wacom tablet which is seldom used now. I also have here a mouse with malfunctioning scroll wheel and speakers that goes on and off. I am a boring member of deviantart community. Those defective gadgets that I’ve mentioned should be working fine by now for me to produce something deserving to be posted at deviantart. Most of my unexpressed creative ideas burst when I visit that site. I hope to have the time to let it all out.
I adore Brandon Boyd. I might not know most about him and his band Incubus but knowing he’s passionate on art is enough for me to like him a lot setting aside the fact that he is really hot. I thank my boyfriend for introducing this great artist. Credit goes to Brandon’s page here in Facebook for the thought that I would just make a long ‘About Me’ to make use of the time as a bum in reality. I am quite stalking the sisters Alodia and Ashley Gosiengfiao. Great artist too and have a very interesting life. I enjoy reading their blogs. Along with the sisters that I like is Tricia Gosingtian. A photographer and model. Very stylish indeed.
Of course, I also adore my boyfriend. I love him deeply that’s all I could say. You would get more bored if I tell here about mushiness. Thank you for taking time in reading or even making a quick peek on this dull description of me. Congratulations if you were able to get to this part. I can see that you’re a very patient and persevering soul. Damn! I thought I would be able to make three pages like Brandon.
Signed by Sheng
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