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I have taken this survey from white rabbit,I do hope she does not mind-to everyone,I would most enjoy seeing your answers!So,do please take it within your response and leave your answers.

Name: Constantine

Birthday: July 9th

Zodiac: Cancer

Birth Place: Romania

Hometown: I do not have one,although,I would consider New York City to be it(I have been here longest)

Eye-Color: Brown

Hair: Pinkish-purple

Heritage: Greek(mostly)

Best Physical Feature: I do not know*laughs*

Worst Feature: I have strange toes*laughs,again*

Missed Memories: Of my childhood-I do not remember most of it...

Do you smoke? No

Do you drink? No

Believe in love at first site? I believe you mean sight-I do not know if I even believe in love

Been in love? Not that I am aware of,no

Think you're attractive? I have good days,as well as bad*laughs*

Interests...

Hobbies: Drawing

Places you want to visit: Nowhere,that I can think of now

What do you want to be? Either an artist or a book editor

Fave food: Twinkies

Fave band(s): The Seatbelts;The Pillows,etc...

In the Opposite Sex...

Single or with someone? Single

Miscellaneous...

What is your Style? I do not protane to one style,but I do wear alot of military clothing from the era of Vietnam(such as flight jackets,Army boots,etc...)

Any regrets in life? That I can not say what I mean,and rather what I do not mean to speak

How long have you known your bestfriend(s)? Laney,I have known longest,but it was so long ago I can not recall the exact date-I intially believe I have known even before my birth

How did you meet and where? It is the same as above,I do not recall due-to so long ago,as well as faded memories of my childhood before

(I appologize if anyone came to read before I fixed the HTML )

Currently Listening Hallucinating By Apartment 26 Backwards see related

" Americans will put up with anything provided it doesn't block traffic. " - Dan Rather (1931 - )

         I do appologize for my lack of updating in this blog;I have not had anything to speak of as of yet,but today-I do.I pondered the thought that I would make my entry for September 11th early,due-to,I will not be home most of tomorrow and it is quite too much trouble to fumble around carring my laptop in it's case along with me-I'm sure you understand,my readers.

                 Onto my entry-as I know white rabbit already knows,I live in New York City,and I have for quite some time in my life(although not entirely).I came here in 1997,and was present,yes,on September 11th.It was quite horrible,as I'm sure anyone among anyone could imagine.I was not,though,at 'ground zero'-yet,I was merely five blocks away.I did feel the impact of the first airplane crashing into the first tower(of course,at this time,I did not know of what it was that I had just felt beneath my feet that shook the ground).I was,at this time,working as a waitress in the cafe' that I still visit to this day(much better coffee than Starbuck's,I must admit).I do remember stepping outside with many onlookers whom stopped dead in they're tracks,and we all paid attention to the bellow of smoke rising into the air.I won't go into the screams of people running past us,and people crying-it's quite hard to relive,but,I did survive that week,and saw the most cunning of men and women rescue people here and there.I have to admit,my faith in humanity was quite low...until this time.I still do,to this day,see these men and women,as I walk past them on the street,and with a small hello from either of us-we know just what happened that day.It is bittersweet,I personally believe.

               Tomorrow,I had planned to spend my day in Central Park,due-to there is a celebration going to take place there,but my dear friend Laney called from New Orleans,and begged me-on his knees(or at least this is what he told me),to take his camera(a very old B&W camera that are quite hard to find),and to take pictures of these people at the celebration.Oh,how I wish I had a digital camera,or a scanner for this matter-to show you,my readers,my doves;all the pictures I will be taking.Oh well,maybe for another day?

Currently Reading Hellblazer: Original Sins (Book 1) By Jamie Delano see related

" The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances:if there is any reaction,both are transformed. " - Carl Jung (1875 - 1961)

         Woe will be within this entry,for I am to speak on the subject of love once more.As I have spoken before,it may seem as that I have never experienced such a thing as love,but that is a decieved point I have made-for I have loved many times,but only a deeply and departed love only once.That love for that single man has risen within myself again and I fear the worst and best from it.I fear the worst because I am not ready for such a thing as love yet again;for a chance of him stamping my heart with a sticker of 'fragile' or 'do not bend'.I fear that,and I fear this man may be the only one whom I am to ever love in this way-and to past him by like a car in the street,I will lose not only myself but my heart,soul(if there is such a thing),and mind as well.I feel as though I cannot breathe without him near my side,I feel I cannot see with his eyes,nor can I feel without his heartbeat through my skin.Oh,such a sensitive touch he proclaims to have,yet his hands are ice-a chilling ice that causes all hairs to stand on end.Is he right for me?Am I selfish enough to believe I could be too well off without him?Nay.I do love him,but I feel the time to tell him of such things has not yet risen;it will take time-as life takes time and never becomes easier with each passing day and year.The older we become the wiser we be,but yet the more fragile our emotions and heart will be.

Currently Watching Terminator 3 - Rise of the Machines (Full Screen Edition) By Arnold Schwarzenegger, Nick Stahl, Kristanna Loken see related

" It is impossible that anything so natural,so necessary,and so universal as death,should ever have been designed by Providence as an evil to mankind. " - Jonathan Swift (1667 - 1745)

I appologize if I alarmed anyone with my last entry,I have been quite busy with a dispute at work that has seem to seldomly drag me into it's mitts.Anyways,as for my thoughts of today-I wonder of reincarnation.This fascinates me but as well terrifies me.What if I am here on a mission of this life,but I cannot,by my time's end,figure out what that is that was laid out before me as planned?I fear fate,but the intertwined whispers of angels rooting me onward as I succeed in challenges,or demons whom caste freight upon my ever lasting nightmares.Nightmares are the only things that allow me to know I am alive and breathing.If this is so,my eye's glancing cast upon the true blue sky burns;what if I am here on a mission from not a God nor a demon,but of a true mankind of itself?Brought back to finish what was right and purely went wrong.Oh,woe is me-I think too long upon these things,it's surely to drive some people mad,long before it would drive myself mad.Yet,within sanity lies insanity-to be in this world one must be sane to even dare step out they're door,am I correct?

Currently Listening Cowboy Bebop CD Box (Limited Edition) By Japanimation Don't Bother None (long version) see related

" Even the fear of the death is nothing compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully. " - Frances Moore Lappe (2004)

                     A reoccuring thought,jumbling inside my head like a ferris wheel that never stops-has come to a full head the night before last,and I have yet to let go of it's strings to allow it to fly away with most cares I do not dare to hold within myself.It is quite hard of me to speak forth of such monsters inside me,but I fear my own regression-standing still beside my casket's hide and watching as no one stands beside kneeled down inside they're tears...the Grim Reaper is the only one with the reserved parking place,standing beside me with his scyth,telling me it's time to say goodbye,but to whom??!!No one stands by,I yell this of course,and beat the anger from inside with a hammer much like to a nail-a revelation,twas it?Maybe so...I do not know,as I said in the beginning,these(this)thought plagues me like the black ratted plague and won't leave me be until my days are done.This,I am sure.Oh well,I must go onwards to see the day's light turn to dusk-the most favorite of times for myself.Take care sweet doves,and fly off into the East where things seem the brighter and better for everyone whom fears.