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.Kira. (paperstitches) wrote,
@ 2005-01-02 08:48:00
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    Stealing from Sarah and Dannie :D
    Survey!

    TWIST!
    : Adidas or Nike : Skechers. :P
    : Black or white : Black...or both.
    : Bills or Coins ((Think $$$)) : I go with what Dannie said. Bills, obviously.
    : Burgers or hot dogs : Burgers. Mr. Taylor made me never want to eat another hot dog ever again.
    : Egypt or France : France, I guess. Johnny Depp lives there! :D Haha, yay for stalking.
    : Rock or rap : Dan, you like rap...? o.O Rock for me, please.

    : [x] Part 5 -- Do you...[x]
    :Smoke : Hahahaha Dannie. XD No, I don't, and I never will.
    : Cuss : Only, "Crap" and "Friggin'". Unless I'm writing and I've had a very bad day or I'm really mad about something.
    : Sing well : Haha. No.
    :Sing in the shower : Nah.
    : Talk to yourself --a lot-- : Not a lot, but sometimes, I guess.
    : Believe in yourself : Depends, with what.
    : Like taking these long-ass surveys? : Yes. :D
    : Play an instrument : Nope...
    : Want to go to college? : Yeah. As long as I can go to college and still be with David and see him VERY often.
    : Want to get married? : YES.
    : Want to have children? : Yeah, I guess. Adrian. :D I claim that name if I have a son.
    : Think you're a health freak? : Not really.
    : Get along with your parents : Not really.
    : Get along with your siblings? : Not really.
    : Think you're popular : Yeah, they do, Dan. And no, I'm not popular whatsoever. I'm the type of person where people can tell that I'm too much of a goody-two-shoes to do anything if they make fun of me or bug me. Yay for being me. ¬_¬

    : [x] Part 6 -- In the past month have you..[x]
    : Gone out of state : Yeah, we went to NJ for the Hanukkah party.
    : Drank alcohol : Never have...
    : Smoke : No.
    : Get high : No.
    : Done any drugs : No.
    : Eaten an entire box of Oreos: I probably would've by now, if Dad hadn't gotten the reduced fat kind.
    : Been on stage : Oops, I wrote something and I remembered "in the past month". So no.
    : Gone skinny dipping : Nope.
    : Been dumped : No. :)
    : Dyed your hair : No, I bought the stuff and mom decided not to let me. But I swear that I'll have blue streaks sometime in the next 2 years.
    : Stolen anything : Not that I know of. Oh, wait, I stole a chocolate from Josh last night. Oops.

    : [x] Part 7 -- Your friends! =D [x]
    : Craziest : Everyone?
    : Loudest : Yeah, Kayla
    : Most shy : Sarah? No, maybe not. Um. I dunno. >_o
    : Smartest : Dannie, Alex, Sarah, everyone.
    : Kindest : That's a stupid question. -.- EVERYONE.
    : Best personality : Everyone?
    : Most talented : Everyone...
    : Best singer : Dannie! :D
    : Most ghetto : Dan, I liked your answer for this one. Umm...ETHAN! Ahaha.
    : Drama Queen ((or King XP)) : Yeah, Dannie or Al.
    : Pain in the ass : Josh's friend Trevor, even though he's not my friend.
    : Funniest : Duhhh everyone.
    : Best person for advice : Dannie
    : Dependable : Dannie, David...
    : Trustworthy : Everyone? 'Cept maybe Jeff, 'cause he's a bum. :P
    : Druggie : At the moment, no one is. Well, Markie, but that's an online friend...
    : Most likely to end up in jail : Wow, Dannie. XD Uhh...Mark, since he's been to prison before. Idiot.
    : Person you've known the longest : That I'm still friends with, prolly Dannie. Or Amber, but I can't remember when I met her. >_o

    : [x] Part 8 -- The Last... [x]
    :Last dream : See below.
    : Last nightmare : Mom got mad at me for something and I was afraid she was gonna take something away. Yeah, that's not descriptive, but I don't want to go into detail. XP
    : Car ride : With Dad and David, to bring David home.
    : Last time you cried : New Year's...after the ball dropped...from around 12:15-1:00. Or something.
    : Last movie seen : Um...Oh! Series of Unfortunate Events.
    : Last movie rented : God, I don't remember.
    : Last book read : Uhh Mars volume 13.
    : Last word said : ...I don't remember. That's sad, isn't it?
    : Last curse word said : Probably friggin'. Or crap. If those count.
    : Last time you laughed : With David last night. Probably over something he said, or over me poking his arm while it was asleep, or over him trying to [and sometimes succeeding in] tickling my feet.
    : Last phone call : Ahhh, I was SUPPOSED to call you the other night, Dan! I'm sorry, I got disctracted. >_o Oh, but Ethan's the last person I talked to on the phone.
    : Last CD played : I was listening to one of Dad's Beatles CDs last night...
    : Last song you listened to : Probably Elanor Rigby...^From that CD.
    : Last annoyance : HOLY CRAP, DANNIE, I JUST SNEEZED, TOO! o_O Wow, that's creepy.
    : Last IM : Prolly...Ethan or Kate.
    : Last weird encounter : I wanted David to come over, and then he was HERE! It was like magic! :D If only that could happen every time I want to see him...
    : Last person you hugged : David.
    : Last person you yelled at : Josh, because he was being a pain when we were playing FFCC last night.
    : Last time you wore a skirt : Hahaha. Years and years ago.
    : Last time you've been evil : When I stole Josh's money that he got from his parents on the game. I gave it back, though.
    : Sarcastic? : Uhhh probably something I said to Josh last night that I don't remember.
    : Last time you fought with your parents : When we were skiing, and Dad got mad at me for turning my board into his skiis and causing him to get hit by the lift chair, even though my board turned because [as hard as I tried to turn to the left] there was snow piled up on the left that made me automatically move to the right. But he wouldn't listen to me.
    : Last time you wished upon a star : I don't believe you, Dannie. As for me...I dunno. A while ago.
    : Played Truth or Dare: Don't remember.
    :: Spent quality time alone : Not technically alone, but I guess, from 12-1 am on New Year's Day while I was sitting in bed writing to David in our little shared notebook thingy.

    : [x] Part 9 -- I swear this is the last one! -- Randomness [x]
    : Are you talking to someone on AIM : Nope.
    : Do you feel lonely : Kinda. I want David to be here, but I know he can't come over today because I have to do crap and yeah...
    : Ever TP'd someone's house : Toilet paper-ed, Dannie. And no, I haven't.
    : How about egging someone's house : Nope.
    : Ain't Eminem and 50 Cent just fine? : No.
    : Yo Momma : I have no response to this. :| That's odd.
    : Ever been so hungry you felt like you could eat the person next to you? : YES.
    : What do you think of George Bush? : Haha. All I can think of is Mr. Mandigo making cracks on him. He's...funny, I'll put it that way.
    : Any secret fetishes? : Ahahahaha. If I wrote them, they wouldn't be secret.
    : Do you like to wear chains? O_o : I have my dog collar that I wear every once in a while.
    : How many languages do you speak? : One, and some Spanish, and a tiny tiny bit of Japanese [just random words].
    : Damn.. are your fingers tired? Cause mine sure are! : No, but I have to go potty and I want Dad to let me use the friggin' TV.

    Potty time!

    Ja ne.


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