KAYLA THE ULTIMATELY COOLEST WAS HERE
My name is ...
But you can call me...
I am a very flirtacious blonde. I write poetry to express myself. I enjoy meeting new people, although I can be very shy in person. I was born with a perfectionist gene so I tend to want everything in place.
OMG!!!!! I love my new job as a KARAOKE DJ!
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown
Body Style: Average/Medium Build
Smoking: Smoker
Drinking: Alot more than I should
Languages I speak: English, German, bits of Japanese
Ethnicity: German, Danish. Ukranian
Religion: Christian
Grew up in: Medicine Hat, Alberta
Occupation: Karaoke DJ
My life in great detail (anything you'll want/need to know)
My personality traits:
Adventurous/Wild/Spontaneous, Conservative/Clean Cut, Easygoing/Flexible/Open-Minded, Flirtatious/Playful, Friendly/Kind, High Energy, Intellectual, Sensitive/Nurturing/Loving, Outgoing, Quiet/Shy, Simple, Spiritual, Talkative, Unconventional/Free-Spirited
My favorite activities:
Dining Out, Entertaining, Hanging Out with Friends, Listening to/Playing Music, Partying, Shopping, Surfing the Web/Chatting Online, Taking Long Walks, Movies/TV
My favorite cuisines:
Deli, Fast Food/Pizza, French
My favorite music:
Christian, Classic Rock n' Roll, Country, Dance, Hard Rock, Modern Rock n' Roll, Showtunes, R&B, World Music/Ethnic, Soundtracks
I like going out to:
Amusement Parks, In Bars/In Nightclubs, Charity Events, Comedy Clubs, Concerts, Dances - Line, Ballroom, Tango, Karaoke/Sing-along, Live Theater, Movies, Parks, Restaurants, Shopping Malls, Volunteer Events
My favorite physical activities:
Baseball/Softball, Biking, Bowling, Dancing, Hiking/Walking, Horseback Riding, Rock Climbing, Skydiving/Hang Gliding/Flying, Soccer, Swimming/Diving/Water Polo, Tennis/Racquet Sports, Volleyball, Yoga/Meditation
My perception of an ideal relationship:
One where the guy doesn't put sex as # 1. Makeup sex is not an option. I am not saying sex is bad, but u don't need it all the time. I want an honest guy who is not into drugs and doesn't drink all the time. He has to know what he wants from life, and work to achieve his goals. He has to be supportive and understanding to what I want in my life. He must be someone I can open up 2, and tell anything.
My Nick Names ( you know who u are)
1. Girly - girl
2. Kissy
3. Preppy Skater Chick
4. Germaphobic
5. Snoopy
6. Blondy
7. Little Hairy One
8. Smerf
9. Crissy
10. Cassy
11. Riskette
12. Sassy Cassy
13. Razz
14. Skittles
15. Bunny
16. Kitten
17. Jolly Rancher (lol) sickos
Alex says: Fuck U C.T.
Part of my Heart
Tears are leaving a dark marked trace,
as they fall from tear ducts to my face.
A trickle here, a trickle there,
I can't pretend I don't really care.
Saying "Crying over you is just mistake,
I don't know why I am crying,
expecially over you!"
I am doubting that you really love me,
because if that was true, you wouldn't make excuses.
You'd find a way to make our relationship work,
instead of ending what we had, and acting like a jerk.
You would quit your lying, because I am really taking it hard.
I cry everyday, because I really love you!
If you loved me too,
you would know what it is you have to do.
I don't know if I'll give you a second chance,
you ripped my heart to pieces,
after stepping on it, with cold - clear glass.
I gave you my everything,
and now I'll miss,
You and everything you do,
even your soft -lipped kiss.
I feel like I am in a crowded room, without any air.
I am gasping for breath,
as slowly I die,
trying my hardest not to cry.
Weed should never rule your life,
or anything you do,
Since when does that plant come first?
My heart belonged to you.
Now you are deciding to give it all away,
for a messed up drug that will end your life?
I didn't think you were that stupid,
your lying to yourself if you think right away,
I'll get on with life.
Not right away, but eventually,
I'll see you are not the right guy for me.
I'll find who it is I am looking for,
I thought that person would be you,
but once again I was a fool.
I am trying my hardest to pull myself together,
like a puzzle being completed in terrible weather.
As I wipe the makeup from my eyes,
these tears reveal a hidden disguise.
The bracelet you gave me,
the one with the heart that came off, and got lost
Will always remain there in my heart.
Unfortunatly, but true,
a part of my heart will always belong to you!
By
Cassandra R. Risk
Yeah I know ! Crappy poem! I have better ones, but I will not put them on this page due to the amount of plagerism.



