I AM HUMAN TOO…
I’m not a perfect
person; I’m not a people person. I cherish being alone doesn’t make me a freak;
it just means I’m different. I bleed, I hurt, I cry, I laugh, I dream, I wish upon stars, I make mistakes, I
get angry. I’m sporadically rude, I have a mini study/library with all my books
and novels and I never get over those books. I read them over and over again
and I never get bored. I am so boring that I make boring interesting, I am ambitious,
and I love schooling more than anything else. I hate Telemundo, televista, zee
world and it likes. I have a strict rule for honesty, I dig wrestling and
football. I’m not very pretty and I’m not very smart.
I listen more than I talk,
I am a reflector and a little bit a pragmatist, and I’m a dreamer, a visionary,
a lady, a daughter, an aunt, a friend. I love completely and I’m crazy most
part of the time. I don’t talk much but when I do, I’m ruthlessly blunt. Except
for my feelings, I keep them all bottled up. I probably should have been named
plain Jane (I’m pretty much the only female I know that don’t dig make up and fashion).
I cannot stand people that talk too much, it wears me out. Mostly, I’m just
trying to make the world a better place but most of all, I am human too and I’m
nothing like you.
All these are part of
the baggage, garbage and package I come with and I would never apologize for
who I am. I am Isa Joy Anzayi and I love every single, tiny, crazy, part of me.
Accept all of me or none at all.
