My name is Jennifer.
I live in Shelton, Connecticut. Like most others, I complain that there is nothing to do where I live. I imagine also, however, that I take for granted things that others would adore. Shelton is the wiffle ball capital of the world; look on the side of any wiffle ball box, and printed on there will be �Shelton, CT�. Shelton is in the southwestern part of the state.
My family setup is rather intricate, but I will try to explain. My mother married my father, and gave birth to myself on April 27, 1984. A year and a half later, on October 9, 1985, my sister Christina was born. I think I was around three years old when my parents divorced. Probably circa a year after that, she married my stepfather. With him, she conceived and gave birth to Peter, who was born in 1990, and Matthew, who was born in 1992. I have two older stepsisters. Kimberly, from when my father was married to a woman before my mother, and the other I am not even sure of the name of, who became my stepsister when my father remarried to a woman who had a child before she married him. I will never divorce. Well, that is if I ever marry.
As for hobbies, I love to read. I adulate even more so in writing. Throughout the years, it is the one thing that has kept me sane. When no one else can understand, each stroke I make can be twisted and warped into the exact feeling I have. Whenever I am in such a mood, I like to play my keyboard. I have been asked a million times to join a million bands, but no one ever seems serious enough about it for me to waste my time with it. Another favorite pursuit of mine, saying not if it is beneficial or detrimental, is thinking and philosophizing. I am obsessed with finding the truth and knowledge in everything. With or without luck, I have found a select few who share this minor obsession. Together we debate and reciprocate opinions and knowledge, to fulfill our undying needs to know.
Another hobby of mine is music in general. It was completely necessary for me to put this into its own paragraph. My musical preferences have changed throughout years, as happens to everyone since they are introduced into it. I chuckle as I reminisce through the following changes, for I as well sit in awe pondering how a person can change so much though so little� With and without discomfiture I admit to previously being an obsessive fan of the following, and more of the like, throughout my growing years: Ace of Base, Toni Braxton, Mariah Carey, Michael Jackson, Monica, New Kids on the Block, No Doubt, and They Might Be Giants. In my second stage of music I raved about 311, Bad Religion, Barenaked Ladies, Blink 182, Creed, Everclear, Goldfinger, Jewel, KoRn(as they once were!), Less Than Jake, Limp Bizkit, MxPx, Pennywise, Rage Against the Machine, Reel Big Fish, Vertical Horizon, and also much of the proceeding list had begun concurrently. My preferences have since altered, since about 6 months ago. I have most steadily and indefatigably found refuge and solace in the music by Tori Amos*, Fiona Apple*, Atom and His Package, Beborn Beton, The Cardigans, The Changelings, Cocteau Twins, The Cruxshadows, The Cure, Danny Elfman, Dead Can Dance, The Deftones*, Depeche Mode, Faith and the Muse, Finger Eleven, Godspeed You Black Emperor!, Grim Faeries, Jack Off Jill, Joy Division, London After Midnight, Sarah McLachlan*, Metallica*, Miranda Sex Garden, Modest Mouse, Mogwai, Morrissey, New Order, Nine Inch Nails*, Nirvana*, Orgy*, Radiohead*, Reign of Frogs*, Rozz Williams, Silverchair, A Silver Mt. Zion, Skinny Puppy, Smashing Pumpkins*, The Smiths, Splender*, Stabbing Westward, They Might Be Giants*, Tool, Type O Negative*, The Verve Pipe, Voltaire, Wumpscut, Xymox, Rob Zombie*, and many single songs from many various artists.
(*denotes a second stage favorite as well, though more prominent in the third)
I have a droll obsession with middle names. If I know it not yet, then soon shall I. More than often do I forget it, and ask you to reiterate it, but I love them all the same. Another odd fascination of mine is that to faeries. I can not say that I believe in their existance, but I can say that I wish they did. Do not even ask me why, because I know that it is illogical. At any rate, one of the greatest dislikes of mine is lying. I care not what one thinks they are protecting or benefitting by lying; I have found that no good comes of it. I am not able to say that I myself am not a hypocrite, but there is no such thing as general perfection.
Currently, it would be a mistake to ask me about religion. I guess I would have to consider myself to be agnostic. I was brought up a Catholic Christian, believing blindly and ardently in the beliefs of the Trinity, Heaven, Hell, and all other Catholic affiliations. Having begun learning all of this at such an early age, molded into my head were these ideas, and to this day I cannot help thinking that anything mischievous I do will condemn me to hell. I am struggling against these ideas for the truth. Unfortunately, the truth is not such an easy thing to discover. For all I know, these molded ideas are the truth. I have many great friends who share in my struggles, and together someday we will get to the root of things. Until then, I�ll be skeptical of everything, which just might eventually prove effectual in itself.
Lately, I have been looking into Paganism. I have been believing that this can introduce me to some things about my self that I have previously not noticed. Something about me is not like most, I am hoping that my searching now in this area will help me with my quest.
Recently while re-reading this page, I have noticed how very much I have actually left out of here. After reading this brief autobiography, I noticed that now you know what I am like on a very general level. You know not what is inside of me. Venturing into my other works, other sections on my page, give somewhat of a view inside. However, it is not quite complete until you learn who I really am and how I think. When I get around to it, i will add more into this to begin to explain in detail what really makes me me. Keep stopping by for the added bit...
Finally, I must vouchsafe a thank-you to all of those amazing people in my life. Some of you changed the course of how I live, some bring smiles to my tear-stained face, others provide unshaken friendships, and still others have brought about a bond that shall last a lifetime. Without every one of you, I would not be the person I am, nor the person I want to be.