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[05 Aug 2009|12:54pm]

So, I came across this a few years ago and I found it to be so interesting. For those of you who might have done it ... don't tell what it means/is.


1. Put the following five animals in the order of your preference.
Tiger, cow, horse, sheep, pig.



2. Write one word that describes each one of the following:
Dog:
Cat:
Rat:
Coffee:
Ocean:


3. Think of someone (who also knows you and is important to you) that you can relate to the following colors. (Do not repeat your answer twice. Name just one person for each color.)
Yellow:
Orange:
Red:
White:
Green:



I'll give you the answers via PM.

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[20 Jul 2009|12:57am]

Some people are just so ... stupidly fucking dense.

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[11 Jul 2009|11:02pm]
Cole )
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[06 Jul 2009|11:21pm]

So, I'm sitting in my room organizing some new shoes I bought today and I had my iPod plugged in ... on comes "Walk this way" by Aerosmith and Run DMC as I'm moving my sneakers toward the back of the closet. I pulled out my Adidas and put them on and danced around with them in my Victoria Secret pajama pants and a white tank top for about ten minutes ( I played the song twice ). I felt like such a nerd but I want to go to a eighties-themed club now. Rock the Adidas, five finger ring and big glasses.

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[24 Jun 2009|04:55pm]

I know that everyone considers this song to be one of the "corniest" or "cheesiest" -- if that's a word? -- songs that has ever been written or sung, but I personally love it. I heard it today and I felt so connected to it. Has a song ever invoked your emotions better for you then your own words could? Like the song was written just for you and your situation? I have an affinity for music, not just because of it's obvious attraction because of it's entertainment value but because I feel like I can connect to so much of it. At least ... the music that has any real quality. Smacking ass and slapping hoes ... isn't music to me, so ... I think that would exclude Fifty Cent and others but music like Rob Stewart and Whitney Houston, things of that nature. I find myself so attracted to all those beautiful love songs. It's almost hard to not listen, right? So, I know I might be a cheese-ball but ... while many won't admit it ... I'm sure a lot of you will be on YouTube tonight with a box of tissue. Everyone secretly loves this song. Be honest.



Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you. That is how I know you go on. Far across the distance and spaces between us; you have come to show you go on.


Near, far, wherever you are; I believe that the heart does go on. Once more you open the door and you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on.


Love can touch us one time and last for a lifetime and never let go until we're gone. Love was when I loved you, one true time I hold to. In my life we'll always go on.


Near, far, wherever you are; I believe that the heart does go on. Once more you open the door and you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on.


You're here, there's nothing I fear and I know that my heart will go on. We'll stay forever this way. You are safe in my heart and my heart will go on and on.

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[14 Jun 2009|04:04am]

Tonight I got an email from Camilo. It is sitting in the "Inbox," still. I don't know if to open it or not, my mother told me that he is coming to New York for something business related and he wanted to see me while here. I don't want to see him but I don't have the heart to tell him that. I have forgiven him, or at least ... I think I have? I know she is disappointed in how everything has transpired but I won't risk my emotional health to make my mother happy. I won't put myself through all of that again to make my mother and him happy. I can't. I refuse. I think I have paid enough, in blood and tears.



I've been working with this young woman for the past few weeks and I think we're starting to get somewhere. She wonders why the large majority of men that she has had relationships with always end up doing the same thing, we're slowly starting to establish that it's because ... she hasn't grown. She hasn't matured and as such, she hasn't made mature decisions in the men that she decides to see socially. How can you expect a different outcome if they're cookie-cutter? She's a good girl, she just has a lot to learn.

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[13 Jun 2009|01:44pm]

Player Information
Name: Ace
Age: 21
Holds: Held
E-Mail: brazen.royalty@gmail.com
AIM contact: inneedofacupid



Character Information
Name: Yaritza Aleta Menezes
Birthdate: September 28, 1983
Age: 25
Location: New York, New York
Occupation: Psychiatrist (Relationships)


Fairy-Tale Character: Greek Mythology, Psyche
Abilities: Yaritza is very charming when it comes to suggesting ideas and conveying her feelings, even when people don’t agree with her they find it hard to resist her suggestions when it comes to their emotions and problems. She can detect when someone is lying about their feelings and emotions, being that she can sense people's emotions.
Link to source: Source.


Personality: Yaritza was born under the 7th sign of the Zodiac, an air sign and known as “the intellect,” making her relationship and connection with the world balanced. She is a thinker, she enjoys tackling problems with her mind and be in position to help resolve an issue; especially those involving the intricacies of a person’s psyche. She is a social butterfly, outgoing, and even on bad days can wiggle her way in and out of anything with her gift of gab. Yaritaz is a great mediator and negotiator because of her balanced view point, even in a heated debate. Sometimes her ability to stay completely impartial to a situation has made her unable to pick a side in an argument and while it’s great for her job, in her life it has made her very indecisive. She doesn’t want anyone to be mad at her and doesn’t want to be seen as bias. Besides all of the bad that has happened in her life she still believes in true love and tries to help everyone that comes her way – to find true love and happiness with themselves and their loved ones.
Orientation: Heterosexual


Portrayed-By: Kim Kardashian
Example Image(s): Image 1, Image 2.


History: Yaritza Aleta Menezes was born on September 28, 1983 in Lisbon, Portugal to Afonso and Aelah Menezes. Yaritza had an average childhood, in every sense, her father was a psychiatrist and her mother was a stay at home mom. In the mid-90s Afonso was offered a job as a professor at New York University. There move wasn’t something her mother was completely sold on, while she wanted her husband to enjoy his career, she wanted her daughter to have a “proper” and “traditional” upbringing; she thought that New York wouldn’t offer that.


Yaritza got the best of both worlds, though. She attended school in the United States and in the summers went back to Portugal and stayed with her grandmother. The summer between her Junior and Senior year of high school she met Camilo Manuel Sanchez. Camilo was the son of a rich wine exporter. She spent the remainder of that summer with him and soon after school finished … she was back in Portugal to the delight of her mother. She was going to “marry well,” and her mother was blissfully excited to plan a wedding – once he proposed at her graduation party.


Yaritza and Camilo married only six months after her Senior year but that didn’t stop her from continuing school. Camilo would have preferred for her to stay home and start a family but Yaritza wanted to go to school, she was a gifted student and had a knack for what she wanted to do. She had always been the confidant that all her friends came to for advice and venting; she knew she had a gift for helping people with their issues from a young age, and she refused to waste that. While married she attended school in Portugal, she was bilingual and easily took to the material.


In her Junior year of college, she heard from the wives of his co-workers that they had seen Camilo out with a young woman. She doubted it but questioned him nonetheless, out of … curiosity. He claimed she was just a friend, but that it was the first and last time it would ever happen but it wasn’t. She kept her mouth shut for a long while and bit the bullet, hoping it was just a phase that he would go through – plus, how could she leave her husband when she was finally pregnant and they were going to start a family? Only two months into her pregnancy, home early from school she caught her husband in their bed with another woman. She lost her grip on the world, she broke down and in her uncontrollable emotional state of stress and anxiety she lost their baby.


She couldn’t stand to look at Camilo, anymore, and though he promised again that it would never happen and he would devote the rest of his life to her and no one else … she couldn’t bare to look at him. She divorced him and came back to the United States, against her mother’s suggestion of working things out with her husband. She returned to New York, where she finished her doctorate in medicine.



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[29 Mar 2009|11:41pm]

i see the crystal raindrops fall and the beauty of it all is when the sun comes shining through to make those rainbows in my mind when i think of you some times. i want to spend sometime with you. just the two of us, we can make it if we try. just the two of us, building castles in the sky. just the two of us, you and i.



we look for love, no time for tears. wasted water is all that is and it doesn't make flowers grow. good things might comes for those who wait, not for those who wait too late. we gotta go for all we love. just the two of us, we can make it if we try. just the two of us, building castles in the sky. just the two of us, you and i.



i hear the crystal raindrops fall on the window down the hall and it becomes the morning dew. and, darling, when the morning comes and i see the morning sun i want to be the one with you. just the two of us, we can make it if we try. just the two of us, buidling castles way up high. just the two of us, you and i.

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