About

I'm Delia. If you pronounce it "doll-yah", "dehl-i-a", or anything other than "deal-ya", please leave this page. Now.








You're still here? Okay...about me.
I am a rock.
I am also a reader, a book-lover, a bibliophile.
I remember lots of things about my childhood. For instance, I can recall falling backwards in my chair, toppling over and hitting my head. I cried...
I am a “smart girl” stereotype. I love English. I work hard.
I’ve noticed that some people are extremely self-absorbed. No one knows anything about me, not even my closest friends. But I know lots about them.
Some people think I’m a preppy, superior b@*%#.
I probably can be, sometimes. But frankly, they can be worse.
The tiniest things bug the hell out of me. I can't stand it when people don't peel an orange right, or when teachers blink a lot.
I love the song "Go All the Way" by Perry Farrell, and yes, I got that from the Twilight movie.
I love to debate.
I love to write, although I can’t come up with a decent plot to save my life. I love the feeling of the words spilling from my fingers, flowing from my mouth.
I think I have a good sense of humor. I can make people laugh, at least. Sometimes.
I have a weakness for chicklit. I could read cheesy girlie books my whole life.
If there were always new ones.
But some girlie books are a bit over the top even for me *cough* Breaking Dawn *cough*. I can’t stand happy endings.
At least not too happy. I want the good guys to win, but I don’t want them to win without some sort of important sacrifice, like a death or losing a love.
Like “His Dark Materials” Trilogy. I love those books. I worship those books.
And Gone with the WInd. Another worship-worthy book.
I take ballet. Before you say "That's a sport for sissies," let me tell you that my toes were bleeding when I came home from pointe class the other day.
So grow up.
Anything else about me...figure out yourself.