Here's the hard part;
When I turned 18 my best friend wrote me a letter about how much she loves me and how honest I am. So I'd have to say that's one of my greatest traits; honesty. And I expect that out of my partner.
I had a rough patch in my life about a year ago and I'm just now getting back on my feet. I've accepted that who I am is who I'll always be and nobody can ever change that.
I'm always laughing. There is humor in everything and laughter is always the best medicine.
My world doesn't revolve around things, it revolves around people. I've done my best to surround myself with amazing people. Quality, not quantity.
I'm a writer. It's something I'm very passionate about but it is not a career option for me.
In five years I hope to have graduated from UCLA with a degree in Architecture. Aside from writing, architecture is my passion, it's what keeps blood coursing through my veins. With that degree I hope to move to Paris for five to ten years and build a career for myself both nationally and internationally. It's a big dream, but somebody has to do it right? I figure if I don't grab life by the horns today it probably won't come around again.
Currently I live at home with my parents. Hopefully it's temporary. I've moved out a couple of times and I take my current living arrangement as a sign that I'm not ready to be on my own just yet.
I'm loud, obnoxious and outgoing most of the time. But I'm also very shy and introverted. In almost any scenario I hate first dates. Being under a microscope is difficult but it's something we all have to endure from time to time. When I'm with my friends I'm often seen as the loud and outspoken one, but that's only because they're an amazing group of people and they bring out the real me...often at the most inappropriate times.
When I was younger I dreamed of having a house full of kids by the time I was thirty. But as I grew up I slowly realized that children probably aren't for me. As much as I love my nieces, nephews and cousins, the motherly role has never felt quite right inside me. I can't say that I never will want kids, but I can say that day is far off no matter how I look at it.
I'm the youngest of three. I have two half-brothers and they are my world. My family is my rock and I wouldn't have it any other way. They are a group of fantastic people that have showed me what it means to truly love someone. And when I say family, I mean extended family. People often talk about their cousins as random people in their lives, my cousins are the people I turn to when life gets hard. They are a huge part of my life. It's very odd that I love family but don't want one of my own. Life is funny that way I suppose.
I love to cook. My mom says I can cook anything without a recipe but give me a box of fish sticks and I'll need a fire extinguisher.
As for men, it's hard to say what exactly I'm looking for. I don't ask for much, just a good man that can provide for himself...maybe not right now, but definitely in the near future. I'm looking for a gentleman that isn't settled on small town life. Of the small things I ask, I do ask that he has a bed. And I don't mean a mattress on the floor with a couple lumpy uncovered pillows and an old duvet from his grandmas house. A bed on at least a frame and a matching set of sheets and blankets. I also ask that he be somewhat in shape. I am, by no means, a model, nor will I ever be, and it's a personal preference to have a guy that can pick me up without his knees threatening to give out. Other than that, I'm open to talking to anyone so please feel free to send me a message. I am looking for a serious relationship. Something that will last longer than the four seasons.
"I know you're out there somewhere, we both just have to look a little harder."
