I got this from evil_little_dog on livejournal and the idea is to "Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you." Of course, commenting with "words!" will probably work better than actually yelling, but by all means yell if you want to.


-Student

Ahh, my occupation for the last ten years. During which I've gone from loving it to hating it to liking it somewhat. Really, though, being a 'student' is an occupation that I don't think will ever end. We're forever learning, and in that sense will forever be students. Thank goodness we don't have to be in High School forever, though.

- Pen

My weapon of choice, figurtively, and somewhat literally. I love writing, and pens are symbolic for that. They are also great for taking quick notes on my hand. For the literal bit, I now consider a pen a weapon ever sicne I saw 'The Bourne Identity'.

- Left

For a long time I really really wanted to be left-handed. My best friend was left handed, and I wanted to be even more like her (we used to joke that we were twins). Later, we were informed by a teacher that left handed people use the right side of their brains, while right handed people use the left. So, I'm never in my right mind.

....This explains a lot.


- Change

My dad always said that the only thing you can count on in life is that things will change. In just a few years I have changed greatly- going from depressed and too quiet, with low self esteem, crappy friends, and a lot of built-up anger, to being happy and having great friends. Not that everything is perfect, but I am more confident in myself and all that I do. It was pointless of me to keep wishing for things to go back to 'the way they used to be', because they couldn't. As in FMA, life can't go backwards.

- Writing

Tied in to 'the pen being mighter than the sword'. I've always loved stories and reading, any kind of story so long as it was good. To me, I write mostly for myself, because it is what I love. And yet I also feel that a large reason I want to get published is because if I can get my books out there, and touch just one life, I will truly be a writer worth my words.



So, anyone interested?