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MADINA O B L I V I O N
" B O R NxxAxxF I G H T E R "
MADINA O B L I V I O N
" B O R NxxAxxF I G H T E R "
▷ Ariel, Minasia, Minae, Madina, M.O.
▷ 18 years.
▷ Female.
▷ Pansexual.
▷ Cashier for the Hudson Bay Company. Currently in-between jobs right now.
▷ I used to have a lot of self worth and esteem issues. I still do. Though my boyfriend insists that I do have at least an ounce of self esteem, I can't see it. Then again he did mention something about being in denial; maybe that has something to do with it.
Four years ago, a close friend of mine almost drove me to suicide. Earlier that year I'd lost all my other friends because of the girl I was in a relationship with at the time. She and another person were my last remaining friends. She told me she wanted me dead and he told me he considered me as good as dead. I set out to destroy the entirety of who I was and to rebuild myself as the ideal person I wanted to be.
The person that was supposed to be there on the night I threw myself away wasn't there. I sort of forgot the rebuilding part of my life adventure. Which is my theory as to why I have no personality.
Again, people keep on telling me I'm bullshitting myself. I really don't know anymore. I'm just sort of confused?
I know that I can't hate anything or anyone. Hatred is a disgusting feeling and I always feel wrong and gross when I say I hate something. I can also forgive anything. I don't care what you do to me, so long as you don't hurt my friends. My forgiveness is harder earned when it's someone dear to me that you've hurt or betrayed.
My friends call me Mother Theresa. Still not too sure why.
▷ Born and raised in Chateauguay, Canada. Was born with a cleft palate/lip and underwent surgery for them as 12 and 4 months, respectively. I've gone through several other surgeries, only two related to my birth malformation. The hospital staff around know me by now; a friend of the family was my attending nurse back when I was ten.
High school was tough, as it should be, and it turned me into an outcast. Luckily, I found out my childhood friends were more reliable than I thought. We hung out for the last year and a half of high school. I met Matt back in tenth grade and we're the best friends ever. Some would say we're soulmates. The platonic kind.
I spent a year in college. Sort of. I bailed out of most of my classes but I met the most amazing people in the Comic-Anime(Comime) club. I still hang out with them regularly. It's thanks to Joe, a friend in Comime, that I met my current boyfriend. (It was a party, I was drunk; I still don't get how that guy fell for me. I'm a horrible, bubbly, brainless drunk.)
I'm currently (trying) to work part time, aiming for full time. I plan to move out of my parents' house soon. My mother isn't my mother anymore and I don't hate her, but it's a very close thing. I may or may not move out with Matt, depending on whether or not he can manage to pay for it.
I have a perky dog called Bud, a border collie-lab mix, and my lovely cat Robin, a stray that I picked up one day. (There's another stray around here that I called Aslan, but I only see him around now and then. He followed Matt and I home one night.)
▷ I'm an empath.
▷ Stylized switchblade
▷ Katana (dull)
✔ Coffee
✔ Tea
✔ Cakes
✔ Hiking
✔ Pink (in moderation)
✔ Peace and <********> quiet
✔ Classical music
✔ Helping out
✔ Thunderstorms and Snowstorms
✔ Abandoned shacks
✔ Early summer afternoons
✔ Journalism
✔ Literature (despite having flunked out of it)
✗ Spiders
✗ Psycho/Sociopaths
✗ Murder
✗ Animal cruelty
✗ Messy places
✗ Paranoïa (in myself and others)
✗ Loud noises
✗ The Little Mermaid
✗ Losing in Assassin's Creed
● Dying in my sleep
● Accidentally betraying someone
● Contracting a deadly illness
● My own god damn mother
● Loosing someone close to me
● Getting sick in general
● Thinking
