[about]

vanessa strickland.

february 12, 1984.(aquarius)

Occupation:
hostess

Your favorite superhero:
rogue.. or psylocke.. gambit's a hottie.

If you could be any creature, what would you be:
some sort of bird.. maybe a crow. a bird that won't get eaten by something else.

Describe the last dream you remember:
in the dream, i had a dream about a girl with the skin torn off around her neck, half of her face and some of her chest. just peeled off like wrapping paper. this man had torn off the girl's skin from the back of her neck while they were making out inside a tree trunk. i wake up from the dream and i'm at the side of my house. i cough, or touch my throat, and then i hear a man's voice behind me: "hey.." i turn around and its the man from my dream. "c'mere.." he says, "dont worry, ill get rid of that itch in your throat." i know whats going to happen to me, but i figure it cant hurt that bad, so i go up to him and close my eyes tight and start singing to keep my mind off the oncoming pain. he touches his hand to the back of my neck and i pull away from him quick- i'm too scared. "what? dont you wanna get rid of that itch youve got?" ....im screaming and crying or something, but the next thing i know, the guy must have exploded or something, because there are pieces of him all over the ground. his head is all pink and swelled up. theres a bunch of random human debris everywhere- pieces of organs and whatnot... and then theres a tiny foetus on the ground near the head. my aunt Flo, who is this little, quiet woman that looks like my mom, picks up the guy's head and mounts it on the rear view mirror of her huge, blue pickup truck.
"whats wrong, girl?" she says.
"that man.. that man was from my dream.."
"naw hes not! hes dead! you aint got nothin to worry about!"
"noo, but he was alive... and theres something about that foetus.. no.. theres another man.. thats not him."
"aw, gee, whyre you so worried? theres nothing to be scared of! see!" *shakes the hanging head*
and i was paranoid throughout the rest of the dream, but i got to keep my skin.

Fav. Food:
fondue. yea, i think thats it.

Fav. Drink:
aw damn.. either milk or an arnold palmer (half iced tea, half lemonade)

Fav. Whatever-the-hell-you-do-in-your-spare-time:
chill with friends or listening to music and singing... or driving! hehe

Your perfect vacation:
anywhere but here.

Your perfect life:
completeness... no, maybe wholeness. cuz if life's complete, then whats left to do? i think thom yorke put it best with: "everything in its right place".

your ideal mate::
appearance-wise, some sort of combination between younger versions of christian slater, robert smith, and john cusak.. holden caulfield.. outgoing but likes to stay in sometimes, has a life outside of me but never gets sick or tired of being with me, doesn't call too much or too little, has hobbies or passions, understanding, listens, is faithful, laughs a lot. :)
................................................................boy that was fun!

What's your favorite:
fast food restaurant:
subway.

bumper sticker:
"Robert Smith Kicks Ass!: this messgage brought to you by Club America"

ice cream flavor:
cookies n cream or mint chocolate chip-oreo-chunk-type-dilly

letter of da alphabeta:
v, x, y or z. the crazy, unique ones.

Ever come close to death (accidental death):
yeah, almost choked on chicken, heh.

Which sex, gender, do you prefer (if you have a preference):
i'm strictly dickly.

Do you have a boy/girl- friend:
no.

Are you are player:
aren't we all in the game of love?

Fighter, lover, both or none:
pacifist lover.

One word to describe you:
contradictory.

In childhood...
moving from kansas city to maryland;
telling my mother that only boys can wear pants and not girls;
taking a trip to arizona and throwing up in the car after eating too many pastries;
wearing my corduroy star wars shorts when checking out our new house;
"painting" the fence with water from the hose;
wearing my snow white dress;
being told to hold a wine glass a particular way as i put it into the dishwasher so the national enquirer could take a picture of me helping my dad with chores;
some girl's enormous collection of those little, fuzzy teddy bears;
watching plan 9 from outer space, eraserhead, metropolis and road warrior non-stop with my dad;
running into my parents' room and wanting to sleep on my mom's side of the bed, but accidentally mistaking my dad for my mom in the dark;
licking a buttload of empty envelopes that i wasn't supposed to lick;
taking tylenol because it "tasted good";
planning on marrying nathan at the chinese church next to our preschool..

In elementary school...
reading the smithsonian collection of newspaper comic strips while listening to the cure;
feeding the fish without permission from the teacher [and then getting caught];
taking ballet on monday afternoons after school;
faking sick to get out of ballet on monday afternoons;
my mom and dad's divorce;
making and selling gimp and string friendship bracelets at lunchtime;
dressing up as edward scissorhands for halloween 2nd grade;
dressing up as morticia addams for halloween 3rd grade;
dressing up as charlie chaplin for halloween 4th grade;
dressing up as princess asrial from ninja high school for halloween 5th grade;
faking scarlet fever;
cutting my hair "wedge" style and looking like a boy when i was nine;
watching x-men saturday mornings and spaceghost coast-to-coast saturday nights;
becoming the first and only female member of the x-men club in third grade;
holding a PJ beauty pageant at my 9th birthday party;
decorating the cake to look like robert smith's face on my 9th birthday party;
staying up late with my dad to listen to the housemartins, the pixies and depeche mode;
spending a summer with a japanese foreign exchange student in our house;
crying after not being able to make first base in kickball;

In middle school...
having a locker;
writing notes to friends after every class period;
my first "boyfriend";
not paying attention to mr. allan in math class with mary and ian;
my first concert: weird al yankovic;
pool party to celebrate amanda's birthday and her moving to bel-air;
my dad remarrying;
involving myself with wicca and astrology;
buying an electric guitar;
writing poetry day after day;
listening to the cure's "disintegration" on repeat in the rain during a camping trip with my stepfamily;
one-month summer vacation to europe;
burning candles in my room every night;
dressing up like robert smith for spirit week;
listening to "the kiss" by the cure every morning while walking to school;
talking to dan on the phone for two hours a night, every night for many months;
my first cure concert in seventh grade;
thinking of mr. parada as ned fladers;
seeing and meeting jon crosby of VAST and claudia of 12 Rounds;
school evacuation because of a computer fire;
tibetan freedom concert 1998;
putting meaning into the phrase "i love you";
saving a friend from a suicide attempt that was proclaimed a hoax;

In high school...
blake theatre productions;
maryland high school state and national theatre festivals;
breaking off relations with my now ex-best-friend;
meeting garbage at tower on rockville pike;
tap class, ninth grade, second semester;
taking photography 1;
getting a "big" brother;
spending summer 1999 at amherst college in massachussetts;
losing a theatre teacher, or several, rather;
performing at state theatre festival 2000;
sporting a pair of oversized, red doc martens;
getting my first job as a hostess;
school evacuation due to a fake bomb threat;
learner's permit and eventually provisional liscence;
spending summer 2000 at bennington college in vermont;
keeping meg awake during her ritalin overdose;
a weekend in san fransisco and san simeon;
spending summer 2001 at carnegie mellon in pittsburgh;
practicing poi twirling;
my first happy fall/winter;
doing photo shoots of my friends;
finally taking a step into the dating world;
seeing and meeting ozma in baltimore;
getting a full artist's scholarship to UMBC;
buying an acoustic guitar;
first and last homecoming;
first and last prom;
late-night talks with joe;
graduation 2002;
being broke-and-a-half after my first car insurance payment;
seeing cake perform at gallery place in DC with ian and brittany;
performing at national theatre festival 2002;