my parents named me dominique, but most people just call me domi. the '.ai' in my display name stands for adobe illustrator file; please stop asking. i'm not what you would expect: i'm quite, yet outspoken. i'm neutral, but oppinionated. i'm scared, but in love. taken as of december 18th, 2007. i have a strange sense of humor, if you don't know me you'll probably think i'm insulting you; that's just my humor. i promise i'm not making fun of you. i'm incredibly sarcastic and passive agressive, i can't help it; blame my mom and dad. i have the tendency to be easily forgotten, but then i can make such a huge impact in other's lives. people have strange misconcieved ideas about me. some people think i'm full of myself (secret: i'm the farthest thing from that). some people think i'm dumb (secret: i'm actually not as dumb as you think). some people think i'm rich because i have a horse (secret: i'm not rich). i like to think i can write pretty decently, i have a strange way of writing. i'm scared of the future and where life is going to take me. i'm religionless, but i believe in fate. i'm overly supersticious about my necklaces. if good things happen if i fall asleep with my necklace on, i'll fall asleep with it on for the next week. if things go terribly wrong if i forget to take it off before i shower, i will make sure i always take it off before i shower. i've always been that way. i'm a pretty fun person, but i'm serious when i need to be. i'm shy around new people, but with friends and around friend's friends i'm pretty open. i have an incredibly sharp tongue when i get mad, if i'm mad and you say the wrong thing i'll cut you down in a second. there's a lot to me that people don't understand nor do they wish to find out; stop judging.
take some time to talk to me.
FAQ:
(for dumb kids: frequesntly asked questions)
Q: YOU CUT YOUR OWN HAIR?!
A. no... i've been lying this whole time. secretly my dog cuts it for me.
Q: YOU RIDE HORSES?! NOOOO WAY. HOW LONG?
A. a while. haha.
Q: YOU GO OUT WITH ROB?
A. no, the whole thing is a lie. yes dumb butt, i go out with rob.
Q: DO YOU DO DRUGS?
A. nope, never have/never will.
 
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Everything about you amazes me; your touch, your kisses, your smile, all of it. To think the first time we met I was in 7th grade and all I did was think you were "SUPAHHAWT", never would I have imagined that we would have turned into this. Almost 11 months of you and I, almost a year. Things have gotten rough, not going to kid myself and say they haven't, but we always find a way to get through it. You mean everything to me, really. Basically 97% of the freshman girls wish they had you, but you're all mine and boy am I glad. I remember the day we started talking again after I left Schor, December 18th, 2007; it all started with Alex telling me you said something about me in science, so I decided to give it a shot: I had nothing to lose any how. We started talking and flirting and I used a stupid "So how's the love life" question to figure out if you had a girlfriend. Then you asked me out, and it was so great. The next day I couldn't stop smiling. Then the first date we ever had: The Sedative Show at the Galaxy. Oh boy, we've definitely come far from that day.

I love spending time with you, I love talking to you, I love just knowing that you're going to be in my life for a really long time. You're my best friend and my boyfriend, what more could I ask for? You know how to make me smile, you know how to push my buttons and you know how to make me open up. You probably know me better than I know myself. You can talk to me about anything and I know I can do the same. Your kisses make everything so much better and just knowing that you care makes me smile. I love you so much and I couldn't ever ask for you to do more for me. Your touch is something amazing, something that will always keep me coming back for more. Your hugs are the warmest and most comfortable around and I love getting hugs from you when I'm cold. I love that you pick me up even though I hate it. I love the stupid things you do. I love everything about you.

The more I think about last night the more I miss you. Last night was the greatest and I'm so sorry it had to end. I love our mall adventures, they're so spectacular, so many things have happened for us there. I love how we spend more time in Macy's or Lord and Taylor's than actually being in the mall, or how we just venture outside and the time flies by. You mean everything to me and I don't ever want you to doubt that. I wish time didn't go by so fast while we were together, I wish I could be in your arms all the time. I wish you could come home with me and never leave, I wish you were always happy. I just want the best for you. I love coming home and my jacket smells like you, but I hate having to leave. I miss being held captive at the park when you didn't want me to leave and I would get in trouble when I got home. I miss you stealing me away from a group of people just so we could be alone. You do these little things that most girls wouldn't notice, but I appreciate them above all.

I love that I have nothing to prove to you, I love that I could hang out with you with my hair a mess and no makeup on and you would still think I'm the prettiest girl in the world. You do these small things that I will never forget or ever stop appreciating. I love that you care so much about me and you would do anything just to make sure I'm happy even though you're not always happy. I love that you don't mind bringing me around friends, it means the world to me. I love that you can still act like yourself around me no matter what, there's a comfort level between you and I that not many other people have. Girls search for a guy like you and I was lucky enough to find you. We've been through so much.... and I don't know how we got through it, but I guess love will always prevail. There will always be those people that want to ruin what we have, and that's just because they're jealous.

I love you so much Robert. Don't ever doubt it. I don't care what other people think about you and I being together, they don't know what they're talking about.
<3 i love you, forever and always.

shut up. it's been a while since i posted one of these.

well, time has passed by since i wrote one of my last change blogs. so i figure, it's time to make some more changes. i need to grow up, i need to stop taking as much shit as i do from people, i need more confidence. this is the time of my life to establish myself, so i should make myself who i've always wanted to be.
we see all these women in these magazines, on tv, in the movies, etc. and they all look so confident.
we see all these women, so intellectual and out spoken.
we see all these women with common decency and manners.
isn't that what every girl my age wants to become?

it's time to start pushing myself to become more confident. i'm not talking about cocky or anything, no boy wants a cocky girlfriend; that's just obnoxious. i'm just so tired of thinking i'm so ugly and stupid, i need to find myself okay at least. and eventually, i will. it's going to take time. it only mattered to me that Rob thought i was attractive, but now i want to see it myself. cause now that i don't see it myself, i started questioning if he honestly saw it too. which just caused a bunch of problems and insecurity on my part. every time i look in the mirror, that's just an opportunity to be okay with how i look. i mean, you see girls way bigger than me proud of their body. why can't i do that? to me, nothing about my body or appearance is just right. a lot of my friends tell me i'm pretty and everything, but when i look in the mirror i just don't see it. i want to be happy with how i look.

sometimes i take too much shit from people, and my friends get mad cause they think i'm letting people walk all over me. well it's true, i do let people walk all over me. and i'm not gonna be wrapped around anyone's finger; the table's are turning. sorry to say to all of you who think you can mess with my moods and just walk all over me, i'm not gonna let it happen anymore. and if that means getting in your face, i don't care, i'll do it. and that goes for everyone. i'm not just talking about people i don't know. i know there's a certain kid who thinks they've got me wrapped all neat and tight, they know i'm not gonna fight back. they know i'll come running back. i'm gonna grow up, even if it means just accepting the bad things that come my way.

i try to have the best manners i can for my age, but sometimes i just get a bit self-centered and throw my manners out the window. i need to start thinking about other people more, i need to start learning when to keep my mouth shut and when to think before i speak. a lot of the time, i just let my words fly out. and with that, comes many consequences. thanks to Rob and Alew, i've definitely learned my lesson on that one. i'm gonna try my hardest to be as nice as i can.

and that's it, that's the person i want to become. i want to be happy with the people in my life, my choices and most importantly; happy with myself. i don't want to live with any regrets, i don't want to live wondering what would have happened if i did something differently. what's in the past is in the past, and i worked hard to move forward from it: so stop uprooting everything that's been buried. my emotions need to be tamed, and that's what i'm going to work hardest on doing. and i need to gain more confidence. i need to be fully happy before i can work on making other people happy.

general.
cute song lyrics. hugging. holding hands. kisses. cuddling. winter time. my embarrassing dashboard confessional obsession. creative sentences. literate people. corny pick up lines. spending time with this boy. gray skies. rain. mid-autumn. pictures. going through old boxes. 4H. county fair. dennis miller [lulz, the 4H kids know who i mean]. the beatles. ringo starr. using my eco friendly paper for school and drawing a happy earth at the bottom of every paper. mall adventures. the barn. going to shows with franss. horse shows. small animal shows. make up. cutting hair. putting flowers in my hair. laughing. smiling. having a good time. screaming random song lyrics on the street. ipod. stuffed animals. texting. laying in the grass. late night phone conversations with dandan. warm jackets. bandanas and headbands. aerosmith. nikki sixx. lots of bracelets. necklaces. parties. (:

So my changes aren't making you happy. You know what, I don't care. Sometimes…. Sometimes I wonder why I am who I am. I went from being a straight 'A' student back in Woodbridge, and here I am struggling to pass for the year.  What went wrong? Why am I all of a sudden this failure to my family? That's right, I'm a failure. Last night I had the chance to start thinking about things; about who I am, where I am, who I associate myself with. And as I laid in the middle of my drive way staring at the stars I actually felt relieved. I hadn't had thoughts like that in such a  long time, and maybe it was time to realize where I am in life.

I'm tired of being a huge disappointment to all my family and to my friends. I can't keep saying 'I'm sorry' because it isn't going to change anything. Sometimes I wish I could go back and change everything. I want to be the love of my family again, I don't want to see their disappointed faces anymore. It hurts so badly, it makes me want to change. As much of a supporter as I am of change, it's not that easy.

I'm tired of not knowing what's real anymore. I've been hurt so many times within the past 3 years. I've opened up to people, and all they did was exploit me for what I've been through. I want to know who my real friends are, I want to know who the real people are in my life. I'm determined to find out this summer, because I'm tired of having shit talked about me. I'm tired of having to hear from other people shit that shouldn't have even happened in the first place.

Perhaps, I'm not as bad as I think I am. I'm not someone who's getting drunk off my ass at parties, getting high, and hopping on some dicks. And to all of my friends that do this and think I'm the dumb ass, think again sweet hearts. I have a brain, I know what's wrong and what's right, considering what I've been taught throughout my life. Maybe I won't be as 'cool' as you, but at least I'll have my liver, kidneys, heart, and brain by the time I'm 50. Yeah that's right, I don't care. I'm tired of hearing about all your stupid parties and how you got drunk and hooked up with this guy or that guy. Tell someone else.

I've never been one to judge, but then I sit back and let all of you judge me and my decisions? Something is obviously wrong here. I do too much for all of my friends and not enough for me. I'm not going to conform to your stupid high school ways, sorry to tell you. I won't allow myself to get to that point in my life where I'm embarrassed of my actions. I won't be the girl to have pictures of myself drunk off my ass on my myspace so all of you can laugh and say how stupid I look. Why would you even upload something like that? What good will come from it, and oh boy, won't it be splendid if your mother were to find that?

Use your fucking brains, I know you have them. You're 14, 15 years old. What the hell are you doing subjecting your body to something like that? I'm not your mother, so go do that, but I'm not going to be next to you when you're in the hospital or visiting you when you go to juvi. Just remember that. I love all of you, but you have the nerve to say 'wow I would have never expected that out of you' when I say something intelligent, and you're the one that's gonna have your kidneys fall out of your ass by the time you're 20. And if I tell you that face-to-face, all you do is laugh at me.

Try taking me seriously, I have a brain. I know what I'm saying. I have a voice, try listening to it. And yes, I can be fun. But there is a time and a place for that. And  when I'm saying something that concerns your health, I'm not kidding around. I will change, and all of you will see it. I don't care if you like it or not anymore. I'm doing what's best for me this time around.

I've tried to change the person I am, I've tried to change it so everyone can be happy. I used to voice my opinion, but now there's tape over my mouth. I used to get in bitch's faces, but now I'm tied back. Sometimes things slip, sometimes the rope loosens and the tape slips off. I can't help that, I guess it was meant to happen. Fate leads us all, does it not? The rope was untied and the tape was ripped off for a reason. You need to know who I really am, you need to know that I have a voice somewhere inside of me. Everyone needs to know that I can't change me to make everyone happy anymore, because that's not who I am. I'm tired of sacrificing things for all of you, I'm tired of walking around with this idiotic fake smile all the time. Maybe I'm not as happy as I seem. I'm ready to turn the page and start a new chapter to my life. I'm ready to show the world Dominique, not some stupid Domit girl. You can join me if you want, but I don't know if you'll want to come along for the ride, because you're right, I am a bitch. I must be anyways.

You know, I've wanted to change for myself. But it seems like all the changes I've made have just been overruled by all the changes I've made for everyone else. I want to be the girl I've always wanted to be. I want to be successful, I want to be known, I want to be happy; but I want to have my voice back. I want to be able to say how I feel and not be scared of the consequence of my actions. It's time for me to change and I swear it, come sophmore year, I will be a new girl. One for the better, or well, better in my opinion. I used to be outspoken and now I'm sitting here hushed. Silly me, why do I listen to that hush? Simply because I want to please all of you. So many things have gone unsaid, and here I am ready to say them again. I'm tired of the drama and I'm tired of everyone's bullshit. Maybe now it's my turn to sit back and say "I don't care." I'm doing what's best for me this time. Not what's best for all of you.