Guess I'll do this so my brother will stop bugging me to be more open to others... *sigh*
I'm the second youngest out of eleven siblings, but I'm treated like the baby of the family since our youngest brother has been disowned and estranged for the past decade or so. At the time I didn't really care since he didn't mean much to me and I was a moody thirteen year old, so he was just an annoying little brother. Now I feel really bad about pushing the poor kid out like that.
I do occasional research for the city university as a marine biologist. I've always loved the ocean and marine life since my family's always lived on the coastline, and it's pretty easy for me to work close to home. But since my family is rich I don't have to work full time, so I only do what I think I'll enjoy.
I enjoy meditating as a stress reliever, but while it helps me loosen up at that moment in time it hasn't really helped me get more zen with my short temper issues. It gets kind of frustrating at times since I really shouldn't have such a short fuse, but I'm working on it... My brother describes me as grumpy, and while it used to bother me as a teenager I know he's totally right...
The tattoo under my eye is the Aquanix symbol for tranquility. Got it when I was a teen hoping it would motivate me to be more cool headed. Has sort of helped... but like I said before, it's still a work in progress. Also, if pronounced, the symbol sounds very similar to the word "joy" in some other language... English or whatever. My mother's name is Joy, and her presence does tend to mellow me out a lot. She just has that... aura or sorts... She's just a very calming person in general, I guess. I thought the tattoo was fitting in both aspects.
And finally, so far I've been in two somewhat long-term relationships. My first and now ex-girlfriend and I are still on decent terms and we broke off rather cleanly. My ex-boyfriend on the other hand will still not leave me alone. Took me a while to figure out we were never going to work out since we're both rather dominant and we both refuse to submit to each other, so I thought it would be best to break up since the ratio of being affectionate vs me beating him off me was getting a bit alarming. He doesn't seem to understand it though and he won't leave me alone, and while I admit his persistence is admirable considering how many times I've likely cracked his ribs (I punch really hard, I can't help it) he's INCREDIBLY ANNOYING and also doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself. It was especially problematic when I hadn't told my family about my sexuality yet and his constant clinginess was threatening my secret. But now everything's fine... I just need to keep my older brothers from tearing him to pieces. I don't like my ex anymore, but I don't exactly want him dead... I think.