My Public Self
By: kinokokoro
Category: Uncategorized
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Found this through Paulo Coelho’s blog. An interesting way to mark my current state of development.
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The household I grew up in… Was dinky, disgusting, and utterly etched in my memories forever. Dreamt about it the other day, in fact.
When I was a child I wanted to be… a comedian, cause I liked making people laugh.
You wouldn’t know it but I am very good at… Guessing the word that people want to say before they even say it. It was how I taught myself to listen to others.
You may not know it but I’m no good at… Both accepting praise and admitting failure. What a cruel joke!
At night I dream of… Epic stories/past lives/utter nonsense
I wish I had never worn… My andro-gothy-emo phase. Oh good lord, I should never try pulling off striped fingerless gloves and cut off Dickies ever again.
What I see when I look in the mirror… Someone willing to look back.
My favourite item of clothing… A comfy cardigan. I’m totally channeling the fashion preferences of an octogenarian.
My favourite work of art… The sky. I think it is an ever changing, ever present canvas for the imagination.
My favorite building… The chapel at St Mary’s College where I spent one summer being an RA. It was like being encapsulated in a warmth I never felt before.
A book that changed me… “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho. I never thought becoming passionate about my dream could be a way of life, nor did I know that I had such a strong sense of spirituality.
Movie heaven… Kiki’s Deliver Service. There’s something quite magical about that movie (no pun intended!) every time I watch it.
The last album I bought… Actually just a few songs from an album by a small, local indie band called “Geographer”
My greatest regret… Living the way I have allowed myself to up to this point, which sounds negative but it is something I must come to accept.
My secret crush… (It’s not really such a big secret) Miyavi
My real-life villain… Fundamentalists – of every sort.
The last time I cried… Over winter break, when I learned so much about my dad and myself in such a short amout of time.
My five-year plan… To become a competent educator-researcher-community leader
My life in six words… Happiness, at last, for the first time.
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