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"An ugly duckling growing out of her feathers."
Hello. I'm Zia, and this is most obviously my journal. I write about my life between Japan and the US, and all the adventures I find myself in. People often say they are envious of the life I seem to live, but the truth is, I feel a little unsatisfied with it myself, so I've decided to do something about it--to find what really makes me happy. Hopefully by documenting my life, I can figure out where I need to be heading. This journal is my way of opening my world to those around me in hopes of meeting people searching for the same thing or encountering people who have already gone through this kind of struggle.
Back in my high school days, I used to be a bit of a nerd. I was really in to comic books of all kinds, action figures...all that jazz. These days, though my interest in comic books re-surfaces every so often, I'm very much more in to things like fashion, dance, music, travel, tea, baking, writing letters, photography, animals and fitness. I'm a straight shooter--meaning I do not (or rather, can not?) lie. Keeping up with lies is too much trouble.
Anyway, there is more information about me on my profile. Feel free to take a look there or catch me on another site★


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Date: 2012-01-16 08:50 pm (UTC)Not that I don't like that though. The idea of a huge family is always nice (not including the holiday season!).
Yeah...I knew that...which is why I stopped eating there in the first place...but I don't know why I even tried to eat it this time. Luckily, my body made it very clear that this will not be allowed to happen again.
Hm. I'm somewhat like you. I want the other person to call me instead of me calling them...since they are the ones who prefer calling over texting usually, anyway. I do get jealous, but I never say it. I let them hang out with whoever they want and do whatever they want.
I do believe that both sides have to give a little, but I don't believe either side should have to change who they are.
I'm not afraid of commitment in the same way a lot of people do. To a lot of people, commitment is like: We belong to each other. Only each other. Forever. I can't handle that. I can however handle the idea that at the end of the day, no matter what they do, they're thinking about ME.