Hey, I’m Olivia. I've been alive for 16 years now and I’ve loved most of those years. I’ve been through a lot of tough times, but I know they’ve made me stronger. Looking at the scars on my wrist now, I know for a fact that I’m a hell of a lot stronger person than I was 2 years ago. I know if you get to know me and my reasons and get inside my head, you’ll leave. I’m used to it though, that’s what happens with everyone. I start to open up and tell them the truth, and they just get up and leave. It sucks getting used to the pain. I’ve seen some pretty horrible things, but at the same time, I haven’t seen shit compared to a lot of others. I’ve had my own struggles, and no one but me will ever understand them.
My lucky number is 13, it was my grandma’s and now it’s mine. I’m over-emotional, I’m such a sap when it comes to animals, relationships, friends, and family. Also, movies haha. I LOVE cookie dough bites. I’ve learned from experience, when someone tells me a secret, to keep my mouth shut. I’m somewhat spoiled, I think my parents think so too. I play guitar and sing. I write and read as much as possible. I’m a horrible flirt, and even when I’m not meaning to, I flirt. I have only a few best friends named Sierah Kaye Torres, Shelby McClanahan and Tommy Mishko, some close friends such as Gauge Pender, Caleb Stacy, Amanda Brockett, and some just ‘friends’, not close and that I basically only talk to at school and such but that’s about it. I’m civil with a lot of people but others I can’t stand, but I’m not horrible to them, it’s just called growing up and getting over the fact that I don’t like them. I’m in love with sparkles and my best friend Cody Allen Reynolds, on the bright side he loves me too. We’ve been dating ever since May 22, 2011. It’s a long, complicated and funny story, so if you ever want to know how we came about dating and talking, I will for sure gladly tell you. I miss my grandma so much. She died on March 9, 2010. Two days before her 77th birthday. I think about her everyday. But I know she’s up there chilling with my friend Taran Miller, who killed himself on July 7th, 2011. Hy-Vee Chinese just isn’t the same without that kid. I love life, and I love everything in it. Except spiders, death, mosquitos, grudges and "scary" things (for lack of a better word).
^My rambling paragraph, if you actually read that whole thing. I kinda love you.
I feel like I should mention a big part of my life, which is writing. It’s very crucial to who I am as a person. I say things better through letters then I do talking. I figure that’s because I have more time to over-think things and make them sound exactly how I want them to be taken. Whenever I can, I’m writing. Whether it’s for school, adding pages to a book I’m working on, poems or even jotting down little quotes I come up with. Anything to do with English (as in the subject at school) catches my attention immediately. Reading, writing, libraries, quotes, and even newspapers, all fascinating towards me. I’m currently taking Pathfinder, Creative Writing and Mythology at my high school, along with my required English 3 class. My sophomore year I took Journalism and that’s where I figured out what I want to do with the rest of my life, I want to write.
I've apparently been the victim of growing up, which apparently happens to all of us at one point or another. It's been going on for quite some time now, without me knowing it. I've found that growing up can mean a lot of things. For me, it doesn't mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love. It means I've just added more things to my list. Like for example, I'm still beyond obsessed with the autumn season and I still enjoy running around in the falling leaves in September. I still love sparkles and grocery shopping with my mom and really old people that tell you pointless stories that go on forever, but are so interesting. I still love writing in my journal and wearing dresses all the time and running through water fountains. But some new things I've fallen in love with – walking through cemeteries and reading gravestones, dropping flowers at ones that have been neglected for years. I love going through old papers and bringing back the memories of my younger self, running wild and free. Not a care in the world. I love old buildings with the paint chipping off the walls and my grandpa’s stories about my grandma. I love the freedom of having a license, but I also love things that make me feel seven again. Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and a chocolate milkshake and your mom. I love picking up a cookbook and closing my eyes and opening it to a random page, then attempting to make that recipe. I don’t only have the option of writing about things that happen in my life but I spiral off of what does, so thankfully a LOT has happened in the last few years. I know I don't always say the right thing at the right time or speak up when I should, but I write it all down. I get my notebook and a pen and all of a sudden, I have a chance to say exactly what I meant to say in real life. Some of the things I write about are things everyone saw me go through. Some of the things I write about are things nobody ever knew about. Writing helps me live my life, I wouldn’t be the same without it.
I think it's important that you know that I will never change. But I'll never stay the same either. Must be a Cancer thing.
I'm pretty stoked if you’ve read this whole thing. I commend you for that. This was ridiculously long, and you probably have other stuff you could've done in the last four minutes. So to you, or anyone else who has spent four minutes on me in some way-- listening to me ramble or reading my writing... Thank you. I love you like I love sparkles and having the last word. And that's real love.
--Olivia Ventura Rios. ♥
Some parts fully credited to Miss Taylor Swift, my idol. I just changed a few things around to fit me, such as the first 3 paragraphs are fully mine, then the rest is just editied from Taylor’s on her Facebook page, to fit my life and such. (:
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