manda is a 24 year old female from United States.
About
i'm twenty-one.
i live in pennsylvania, in a nowhere little town next an incredibly dirty river. i'm fairly sure the water's toxic and has infected the living-dead denizens of this valley in a positively wonderful fashion.
i live and breathe for art. i am a graphic designer by degree, a concept artist in the making, and an advertising student coming into bloom. i like a little bit of all the arts, particularly the things in which i have no business: writing, photography, music, and the like.
music, like many people, has inspired me to no end. muse, the blood brothers, coldplay, nightwish, the smashing pumpkins, theory of a deadman – the last is almost 'oh my god' amazing – make me swoon.
i read like there is no tomorrow, which is why i think i've taken up writing again. a hobby to make that little hole in my heart plug up. my favorite authors include david (and his wife, leigh) eddings, stephen king, dante alighieri, victor hugo, and charles dickens.
my heart is on the verge of bursting; i love that man of mine. forevermore.
i use pretty speech in person when i can. although sometimes i get looks of, "huh?"
if it were possible, i'd stay in school forever. i love learning more than i can possibly explain.
i feel like an orphan some days.
i wish i were an orphan sometimes.
my parents wish i were an orphan.
i am honest. i do not say what i do not mean, and i do not say what is not in my heart. i will never act one way and mean quite another. sincerity is a trait long since forgotten in these times, i think, and i strive to bring it back.
i am one-third irish, one-third slovak, one-third chinese. i have an awful temper.
i never ask for anything. at all. ever.
