A little about myself.

Greetings and welcome.

My name is Missy. I am a 20 year old college student, junior status as of fall semester 1998. I attend a small all girls school, Notre Dame College, in South Euclid, Ohio--just outside of Cleveland. I am majoring in Biochemistry and minoring in Cell Biology. I have no idea what I want to do with my life, but I'm only 20. I have plenty of time to figure that out.

I have one sister, Jan, who is having a child soon. She is due August 1st, but I'm sure you know how doctors are. (I heard that.) She is 18 and plans on attending the community college in my hometown of Steubenville, Ohio to study Radiology in the fall. I am excited about the new addition to the family! I'll let you know if it is a boy or a girl when the day comes!

As far as general likes and dislikes go, I will make this as painless and ANAL as possible--very characteristic of me:

Likes. My favorite food is steak, but I tend to eat chicken rather regularly due to my roommates' deep hate for red meat. I also like bananas.

My favorite type of music is alternative, modern rock, whatever you want to call it. As far as favorite bands go, I like too wide of a variety to make you a list. If you are curious of the status of a band in my eyes, just ask me. It's less painful.

My favorite artist is Tori Amos point blank. I went as far as to purchase some sheet music, and I will tell you that she is very talented in writing as well as playing and singing. She is amazing.

My favorite color is blue. I am not too fond of pastels, but my grandmother swears I love pink. I come off a bit girly, yes, but I HATE PINK. You will see more of this in the dislikes section.

Well, that is all I can think of in terms of my favorite things off the top of my head. You will find that I tend to be rather indifferent in accordance to most opinions. But everyone has their own set of pet peeves...

Dislikes. I hate shopping. Puke. Unless we are looking for CD's or sheet music. Don't ask. I won't go.

I hate real mayonaise. Puke.

I hate PDA--Public Displays of Affection. Now, I am not talking about holding hands or small kisses in public. What I am talking about is that couple that makes out in the supermarket. Get a room. Puke.

I hate people who don't use their turn signals when they are driving. Call it road rage. Call it what you will. Use your blinker. I have mooned people for less.

I hate pink. I really hate pink. I burn things that are pink. I throw things at people who wear pink. I hate pink. Puke.

There you have my shit list. That's it. That's all there is to the things I don't like. If I think of anything else, though doubtful, I will be sure to update asap.

Well, that is all there really is for me to tell you over a hunk or metal. Over a cup of coffee you may find me a bit more interesting if this page disappoints you. If that be the case, well, then why are you still reading? Please, choose your next destination. If you have completed your journey, your time here was appreciated.
Thank you.

"Your pseudo-morals work real well for you on the talk shows for the weak
but your selective judgements and goodbye badges don't mean a f**k to me."
~M. Manson
Get Your Gunn,
Portrait of an American Family