Maxine: An exploration of Identity

 Maxine:  An exploration of Identity

I am Maxine.

I am twenty three.

I am a graduate, become a student again.

A child trying to support herself.

I am tall enough to be average,

Heavy enough to look normal.

My eyes are a clear blue.

I have dirty blond hair

That’s usually died red

And never longer than my shoulders.

I wear skirts and dresses as much as I can.

I hate socks.

To some people I am Max, but never Maxi.

The one who says that is gone.

My brother is Nick,

Far away he lives, but as close to my hart as can be.

I live in a house.

With the boy I love,

And my Kitty.

My Kitty, Noel, Loves me.

I don’t know what I would do without her.

Elephants line my living room

People don’t believe me when I tell them I need more.

I will always need more.

I am given Roses more than any other girl

But I always securely wish they were Daises

I want to be an artist.

I am an artist.

I am scared of being an artist.

I was born in Mississauga, yet always call it Toronto

Grew up in Harrowsmith, and it will always be “home”

Lived in La Roch-Sur-Yon, which is on the same plant yet a whole different world.

Worked in Normandi , It looks like home but different at the same time.

In Toronto I am the happiest, for it is where I currently belong.

I will have a house one day

With a garden and a swing set.

There will be children

And a dog!

No matter what Stefan says.

I am a girl

Who wants to be a “grown up”, But hasn’t learnt how…

Looking for my place, unsure what direction to take

I spend the fall crunching leaves,

The winter indoors.

I am always wet in the spring, tromping around in the creak.

In the summer I don’t were shoos.

I believe in myself,

I know I can do ‘it’. I just don’t know what ‘it’ is.

I like to write, but I can’t spell.

This makes me sad,

So I just ignore it.

I spend too much time on Facebook,

I have too much time to waste.

I spend too much time in bed,

But Stefan is just too comfy.

I dress up in costume to fight monsters,

Or sometime use monsters to fight others,

Or sometimes I just get devoured.

I like orange juice, and French toast.

I like cereal but I don’t like milk.

I enjoy coking different recipes every day,

But I feel grocery shopping takes too long.

I like having a clean house.

It makes me proud and feels adult.

I am learning to be happy with the little accomplishments,

Not everything needs to be grand.

I get sad when I don’t feel productive,

This leads to being less productive,

And being more sad.

I like to sing, and dance.

Especially when no one else is home.

I believe I have a purpose.

A reason for being alive.

One day I will know what this is.

Until then

I am Maxine and this is 2009.

Prettier already....

There I spent a little time putting a little bit of effort into making this look nicer. I tried to make a favicon but I can't quite get it to work here yet. We spun wool and stuff!! Yay for learning how to do things the hard way! :D

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    So i did this once before ages ago. It was fun. I decided I feel like trying it again. I enjoy the writing part, as well as making templates and making my little space on the internet look awesome and Maxine. So I will wright more but putting this up this far took longer than I expected and I need to go clean.
    We are having a spinning class today. So that means people are coming over and the main floor is disastrous. My mom already had to see it... and as much as she excepts it of me i am better than that now!!