I am 25, turning 26 in a few weeks. (This makes me a Libran baby and all the frustration that goes with it, never ask me to make a decision!)
Last week I finally got my P's (Provisional) License on the Monday and brought my first car on the Thursday - this makes me extremely happy!
I am left handed.
I am the youngest sibling with an older sister (8yrs difference) and an older brother (11yrs difference). They are both married with children so my mother expects me to start popping them out soon too... Unless an Angel comes along and knocks me up, that's not going to happen.
I am single.
When it comes to my hair, I am a charmeleon. I've had it long, short, blond, black, red, purple, extensions, parts shaved, two tone, foiled, streaks, fringe, you name it, I've had it, and that's just in the last year. Currently, it is red and growing it out naturally long. I'm itching to do something with it again but we will see. My normal hair colour is dark brown.
In case you didn't catch on, I am Greek. My parents migrated over here when they were younger, and I was born here in Australia. I love this country, I really do, we have everything you could ever ask for - deserts, beaches, cities, tropial rainforests, bushland, snow, all of it. In my heart though, Greece will always be my mother country, no matter how bad it gets over there.
I have a good job. I'm a Retail Relationship Consultant in the finance industry for one of the big banks. I help people invest their money when they don't want to go through a financial planner. If you told me when I was younger that this is where I was going to end up, with a Diploma in Financial Planning and dealing with multi-million dollar clients, I would have laughed hysterically. I wanted to be a hairdresser. Maybe one day I still will be.
I never finished high school. I left at the end of year 11 and didn't do my final year. I do not regret this decision in the slightest. I got to go to Greece for 3 months instead and experience the big bad world most of my friends are only now starting to see. It makes me sad sometimes that I've lived through all the trials and tribulations when I should have been young and dumb, I get over it pretty quickly though. I don't do young and dumb very well.
I have 5 tattoos. I have another 10 on my list that I'm going to get. Tattoos to me are magical. They have depth and meaning and they help remind me of the path I've taken, the experiences I've had and where I want my life to go. Each one has a story, has a deeper meaning, has the power to humble me and lift me up with each step I take and path I stumble down. Magic.
I believe in a Higher Power. I do wholeheartedly. I believe in reincarnation and Heaven and Hell and in Angels and Demons, in Faeries and Magic, in the spiritual and mystical, I believe that there are many Gods and Goddesses and I believe, at the end of it all, they are all One. They all lead to that same Higher Power. You can call it whatever you like, it is known by different names, but it is there, and it is all there is. I will wear a cross, I will wear a pentagram, I will walk outside and worship nature and I will walk inside and worship in a church. I will take communion, I will cast a circle of power, I will do and be all there is, to worship the one that leads my way. Some may call me a Witch, some a Pagan, some Greek Orthodox, some a Christian, even on occassion a devil worshiper. I am all those things and none (I do not worship the Devil), at the end of the day my faith and beliefs are my own and I do not answer to anyone but myself and my soul.
I am me, in a nutshell.
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