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myrandom-fandomlife · 5 years ago

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I Think I Kinda, You Know Chapter 1: The Agreement

JJ Maybank x Carrera! Reader

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Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Swearing, implications of smut, mentions of a toxic relationship and cheating

A/N: So, I’ve been working on this for a while, trying to make it an awesome first chapter. I was originally going to write actual smut into it, but I decided against it because I feel like my smut is super cringe. I might write descriptive smut in future chapters. I’m really proud of this, so I hope you guys like. Huge thanks to my beta and irl best friend @otherfandomsrun for proof reading, helping with ideas, and hyping me up. Show her some love! I kinda ended this on a cliff hanger, but I’m already working on chapter 2! Fic is below the cut, and feel free to ask to be on the tag list!

You sat next to your sister, Kiara, on the HMS Pogue. That pogue group of friends had expanded quite a bit in the last year. First it was you, Kie finally deeming you old enough to tag along on their adventures. (Which you had, anyway. You were only a year younger, for God’s sake.) Then Sarah, who you and Kie weren’t too fond of, but once you got to know her she was actually pretty awesome. Sarah’s dating John B, Kie and Pope are… complicated, which leaves you and JJ. Generally, you are left alone together because the others have paired off, and recently there has been some unexplained tension between the two of you. You couldn’t lie either, JJ is hot. But, you knew JJ wasn’t one for commitment, and if Kiara knew about your attraction to him, you wouldn’t hear the end of it. So you try your best to repress any non-platonic feelings of attraction down.

“You good Y/N?” Sarah asked. She’s laying her head in John B’s lap across from you. Pope is driving the boat and Kie is next to you, looking out at the water. JJ is on the other side of you, smoking.

“Yeah, just spaced out for a second. I’m good though,” You smiled and leaned over to the cooler to grab another beer.

“I’m bored,” JJ complains, promptly stealing your beer, taking a long gulp.

“Come on, JJ! I just opened that!” He smirks at you so retaliate by stealing his blunt from his hand and taking a hit.

“I know,” He takes another long drink. You take another hit and blow the smoke in his face.

Kie pinches your side, making you flinch, “Careful. If you go home smelling like weed, mom and dad will have a fit.” Your parents weren’t strict, really. And they had warmed up to your group of friends quite a bit, occasionally inviting them over to dinner or to eat at the restaurant. Surprisingly, your mom’s favorite of the group was JJ, and she had always wanted either you or Kie to date him. She loved Pope, though, of course, but you thought she probably wanted to take in JJ as the son she never had.

“Nah, Kie, let her live a little. Plus, your parents aren’t home tonight. Something about a ‘much needed date night.’” He shrugs at your confused faces and steals the joint back, taking a long drag. “She told me I have to stay with Y/N while Kie is working late tonight.” She was always talking to JJ and putting him to work when he came over to pick up you and Kie, so you weren’t surprised she had told him that before you guys left.

“Oh no, you don’t have t-” You start.

“I’m glad she’ll have someone there, I don’t like her being home alone,” Kie cuts you off, giving you a look that says ‘don’t argue with me, because I’ll win.’

“Yeah, some of the guys on Figure Eight, are super creepy,” Sarah adds. John B nods in agreement, but you think he’s dozing off.

“You mean like, your brother?” Kie asks, causing Sarah to laugh.

“That guy, Chad, that Y/N dated was a huge creep, though,” JJ adds with a hint of hostility, and everyone nods in agreement.

“And a cheater!” Pope calls, causing you to tense up. Chad was still a sore subject for you. You had dated for 6 months and right at the end you found out he had been sleeping with other girls the whole time. You broke up about a month ago and you were definitely over him, but it still hurt to know you wasted 6 months of your life on that scumball.

“Too soon, man,” JJ answers, passing the blunt back to you. You and him had grown closer in the past month, him being there to comfort you after the break up when the others couldn’t. Not to say that Kie and Sarah weren’t there for you, Sarah came to your house and you three watched movies all night when it happened. Of course, all three of the boys offered to fight him for you- which you politely declined; but it’s the thought that counts. Everyone helped you cope one way or another, but whether they were working, doing school work, or navigating their own new relationships, they couldn’t be there for you as much as JJ had in the past month. You weren’t mad at all, though. You were sort of grateful it had been him. Everyone else was walking on eggshells around you the first week or two, like they were scared to be happy in front of you. JJ was his usual self, though. He would make you laugh, and let you cry. He was there when you needed him most, and you were glad.

You happily take his offer and shrug the comment off, “It’s okay, J, he’s right.” He gives you a sympathetic look that says, you sure? And you nod, handing his joint back.

“Oh shoot, I have work in an hour,” Kie says just as we pull up to the dock.

“Dad needs me home tonight to help with some project at the house,” Pope adds, while JJ starts securing the boat to the pier.

“Hey,” Sarah taps John B’s face lightly, “We have dinner with my parents soon. Time to wake up.” He stirs and opens his eyes groggily, flinching a little from the light. Everyone gathers their things, sunkissed and exhausted from the day of boating.

“And we have absolutely nowhere to be,” JJ playfully bows and holds out his hand to help you up onto the small deck.

You laugh and take his hand, stepping off the worn vehicle. “Except for watching Friends at my house.”

“Very true. Pizza?” He asks brightly. JJ coming over to watch movies or binge a tv series while eating pizza with you and sometimes Kie had become a common occurrence. These nights usually ended with the two or three of you falling asleep sprawled on the sofa together.

You nod, “Duh.” A small chuckle escapes him and you walk up to the Chateau, where you had all met that morning. Then you all start going your separate ways, but you, Kie, and JJ all pile into the silver SUV your parents had gotten for Kiara when she turned 16. They got you a car when you turned 16 a couple of months ago, but Kie liked driving more than you did. You thought maybe it made her feel like you still needed her, which you do. You can’t imagine not having Kie to help you through everything in your crazy life.

The sound of JJ saying your name from the front seat snaps you out of your thoughts, “What, JJ?”

He turns his head and his lips curve into a smirk, “Oh nothing, I was just saying how hot you look tonight.” He then bursts out laughing at what you assume is the look on your face.

Small giggles leave you. Kie shoves JJ’s shoulder lightly and adds, “Stop hitting on my sister!” At that you and Kiara crack up too, the car filled with your laughter as you head home.

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Approaching the large house, Kie jumps out of her car almost as soon as it’s parked, muttering about being late and needing to get ready. As you and JJ head inside, JJ questions, “Want me to order the pizza?”

“Yeah, I just want to change out of this swimsuit,” You scrunch your nose up, “Saltwater.”

He softly smiles, “The usual?” You shake your head yes and shoot him a grin in return before turning to go up the stairs. You swear you can feel his eyes on you as you retreat.

You try to be quick, donning a cropped t-shirt and some cotton shorts. You throw your hair into a messy bun, bounding down the stairs when you’re done. Your eyes land on the blonde-haired boy in the living room and you see that he already has the pizza, “What are you? Magic?”

His eyes slowly trail down your body, making your face heat up, but he laughs, “Nah, just had to name drop and I was given high priority on my order.”

You giggle, and he adds that Kie had left for work while you were changing. You help get blankets set up on the couch, and turn on the tv. He’s already grabbed a few beers to split between the two of you and you usually just eat the pizza straight out of the box. Pressing play on Friends, you start your favorite kind of night.

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A whole pizza and two beers each into your sleepover, you’re both feeling a little buzzed. Currently, you are discussing Chandler and Monica’s relationship, “Yeah, I don’t know. I haven’t been laid in a while so I feel like I need a situation like them, where they just have sex. Minus the feelings though, because gross.” You shudder dramatically and he laughs.

“Yeah, I agree. I just want someone I can have really good sex with, no strings attached.” He pauses, then looks up at you, a calculating expression on his face.

Then you get what he’s thinking, “JJ...”

“No, think about it. We’re both super hot, we both want to get laid, and we both want no feelings. We could even make a contract if that makes you feel better?” He rambles for a second, still thinking.

“Okay, say we did do this. What would the rules be?”

“Well, there’s the obvious one. The other pogues cannot know. Especially not Kie.” He licks his lips.

You nod, “Yeah, I get that. How about, if one of us gets uncomfortable with the arrangement, we stop?”

He meets your eyes with his dark blue ones and moves toward you on the couch, “Agreed. The last one is very important. We absolutely are not allowed to fall in love. Can you manage?” His lips curve into that smirk again and you can’t help but let a small laugh tumble past your lips.

“I can, can you?” He moves even closer from his side of the couch, and your breathing hitches. The noises from the TV can’t be heard over the sound of your blood rushing in your ears.

“Definitely.” Then his lips are on yours and you forget how to breathe for a second. His tongue is exploring your mouth, hands moving to the bottom of your thighs to wrap your legs around his waist. He starts kissing down your neck, your hands pulling at his hair and making him groan into you.

You feel him bite down on your soft skin, your chest heaving. “Fuck, JJ. Upstairs,” You moan when he continues his antics. He complies with your request and let’s just say, it was a very good night.

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You wake up naked, with an ache between your legs as you slowly recall the events from the night before. You groggily open your eyes, spotting a familiar blonde head right away. He looks peaceful. You turn over to check your clock and realize you have an hour until your early work shift, meaning Kie will be knocking at your door very soon.

“Shit,” You tap JJ lightly on the shoulder and he stirs, “J, get up, Kie’s gonna be at my door soon and I don’t think she’s gonna like that you’re currently naked in my bed.”

He smiles, “Good morning to you, too, sunshine.”

You hit him with your pillow, “I’m serious, JJ!” You get up, stumbling a bit on your sore legs, which he smiles proudly at. Then you’re rushing to put some clothes on and he reluctantly does the same.

He puts his hands out in front of him in surrender, “Okay, okay. How am I supposed to get out without Kie seeing? I can’t exactly walk out the front door.”

“Um.. how about the window?” Before JJ could respond, there was a knock at the door, both of your eyes widening in shock.

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benditlikepress · 5 years ago

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growing pains

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dedicated to my queen @ncisjes who goes to work to escape my nonsense

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Tony was counting down the minutes until home-time when his phone started ringing. Usually he switched it off during meetings but for some reason it had slipped his mind, and that was why he jumped out of his seat to leave the room to answer it, seeing Tali’s school flash on the screen.

They never rang.

He closed the door quietly behind him and clicked answer as he jogged down the hallway towards the doors that led out onto a small balcony.

“Hello?”

"Hello, is that Mr DiNozzo?"

"Speaking."

"Hello, this is Tali's teacher Madame Belanger."

"Oh. Hello. Is everything OK?"

"I'm stood here with Tali, nobody has arrived to take her home."

Tony checked the time. School let out 10 minutes ago. "Uh, Tali's mom should be there. She hasn't shown up?"

"No, Mr DiNozzo. I know it's her that picks Tali up and she's always early so I tried to ring her but I got no answer. I know she's pregnant so I thought I best ring you to check everything is OK."

Tony felt his shackles immediately rise, a ball in his throat. "Um, thank you. I'll try to get a hold of her but I'm on my way myself now, so one of us will be there soon. Can I speak to Tali real quick?"

There was a small pause while the phone was passed over.

"Hey sweetheart, it's daddy. I'm on my way to come get you, OK? Don't worry about a thing."

"OK."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

Tony hung up the phone and began dialling Ziva's number as he went into his boss' office. He explained he had an emergency at home with the phone pressed to his ear and was waved away to leave just as Ziva's phone went to voicemail.

"Hey. It's me. Call if you get this, let me know you’re alright."

When she still hadn’t returned his call when he was getting into his car, he began to panic more. Though she’d been through rough patches and difficulties since she got home to Paris, she’d never once made herself unreachable. She’d always at least drop a text to let him know she was safe. Particularly since she’d found out she was pregnant.

Thoughts of the baby plagued his rushed journey to school, weaving through traffic in a way that made him wish he still had lights he could stick on the roof. Things had been going really well up until now – no worries or doctors concerns, nothing that had to be kept an eye on. Ziva had been a little anxious at first because there had been some concerns early in her pregnancy with Tali but they had turned out to be false alarms, likely caused by stress. When nothing had happened in the first 12 weeks of this pregnancy and then the next couple afterwards, her fears had been allayed. It was week 23 now and everything had been pretty much perfect.

He repeated to himself that she was in the bath and had lost track of time as he hopped out of his car and rushed up to the school gates. He was buzzed in and by the time he reached reception, Tali and her teacher were waiting. Tali immediately left her teachers’ side and came over to him, wrapping her arms around him for a hug.

“Hey, sweetheart. Good day?” He asked in English and Tali’s teacher smiled politely, though he was never sure if she actually understood a word he said when he wasn’t speaking French.

“Uh-huh. Are we going home?”

“Yeah, come on. Sorry you had to wait a little while.”

“That’s OK. Au revoir, Madame Belanger.”

“Au revoir, Tali. See you tomorrow.”

Tali took Tony’s hand as they left the building and walked with purpose although she was quiet and thoughtful.

“Everything alright?”

“Why didn’t ima pick me up?”

"I'm not sure, sweetheart. We're gonna go talk to her and find out, OK?"

"Is something wrong with the baby?"

"I don't think so. Let's just get home and we'll find out what's going on."

This seemed to satisfy Tali, who was her usual talkative self on the car ride back to the apartment. Tony was glad of the distraction – happy to hear about Tali’s class preparation for their upcoming recorder recital and her friend’s new dog.

The building looked normal from the outside when they got home, though decades worth of cop shackles were hard to shake off and Tony caught himself reaching for a non-existent gun as they entered the eerily quiet hallway and reached the locked door.

The apartment was cleaner than they’d left it this morning – clothes and breakfast and mail put away. The curtains were open but the light was on in the bathroom and everywhere was silent. Tony left Tali in the living room and cut through room-by-room looking for any sign of Ziva or something out of place, and when he reached their bedroom he found the door ajar and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a sleeping figure on top of the mattress.

Ziva was lying on her side, buried in blankets, a slight frown on her face.

Tony bent down by the side of the bed and lifted fingers to her forehead, stroking her hair.

"Hey honey, you awake?"

Ziva stirred and then opened one eye. "What are you doing here?"

"School called."

"What time is it?" Ziva lifted her arms sleepily to check her phone. "Oh my god, I have to go and get Tali."

"Hey hey hey, relax. I got her. She's in the living room."

Ziva exhaled heavily and covered her face with her eyes.

"You OK?"

"Yes. I just... I have been asleep all afternoon. I did not get any sleep last night so I just lay down after lunch and.. I cannot believe this. I have never slept through anything in my life."

"Well, you're pregnant. It happens. Why didn't you sleep last night?"

"I need to talk to Tali."

"Just - take a breath first, alright?"

She closed her eyes as she inhaled and exhaled, but threw the blankets off her all the same. She had taken to wearing his shorts as pyjama bottoms, paired with either a tank top that rode up more as the days went on or one of his old baggy t-shirts depending on the temperature. Though she was almost always overheating these days.

"Is Tali upset?"

"She's fine. She was just a little worried something might've happened." Ziva brought herself up to a sitting position and pressed the base of her palms against her eyes. “You sure everything’s alright?”

"Yes, we are fine. Completely. I am so sorry for scaring you. Really, I.."

"Hey," Tony pulled her hands away from her face gently. "It's alright. It's fine. Stuff happens sometimes."

“It is not alright, Tony.”

Her insistence struck a chord with him, the way her breathing was a little laboured and she squeezed his fingers where they were still attached to accentuate the point.

“Hey. Talk to me.”

“We can talk once I have spoken to Tali. Let me do that first.”

“OK. Take a couple of deep breaths, though. Come in when you’re ready.”

Tony ran his hand over her head as he stood up, leaving the room and going back into the living room where Tali was sitting on the sofa with a game in hand kicking her legs backwards and forwards.

“Ima and the baby are all good. See? Like I said. Nothing for you to worry about. She’s gonna come and talk to you right now.”

He sat down next to her and she began to continue the conversations she’d started in the car, not seeming to notice Tony’s small responses as he kept an eye on the bedroom door.

Ziva appeared a couple of minutes later, her cheeks slightly pink with sleep and a practised smile plastered on her face as her eyes trained on Tali.

"Tali.."

"Is the baby OK?"

"We are both fine. But I need to apologise to you.” Ziva sat down at Tali’s side, opposite to Tony, and took Tali’s small hands into her own on her lap. “I'm so sorry I did not pick you up today, Tali. I did not get any sleep last night and I accidentally napped through my alarm. I promise you it will never ever happen again. And I'm very sorry for worrying you, that is not fair at all on you."

"OK. I forgive you."

"You do?"

"You promise.”

“I promise. Can I have a hug?”

Tali wrapped herself around Ziva but the position was starting to get awkward as Ziva had started growing more significantly in the last couple of weeks. She was carrying smaller than Tony had imagined, though he supposed it was a result of keeping herself fit. She said you’d have barely known she was pregnant with Tali until her third trimester.

He watched her expression now, over Tali’s shoulder, her eyes tightly shut and then opening to look up at him with tears threatening. She ran her hand over her left eye and the movement seemed to alert Tali to pull back and look at her.

“Don’t be sad.”

“I’m not sad, OK? Ani ohevet otach. I love you very much.”

Tony still wasn't quite used to the feeling he got in his chest when he saw the two of them together like this: hugging and whispering affection to each other, looking over each other’s shoulders at him with such automatic warmth in their eyes. It was a feeling he'd forgotten existed, something that he'd not felt since childhood until Tali and then Ziva took permanent place in his life - the pure comfort of being around family. The way that even when Ziva was clearly upset and hurting there was still pure, unadulterated love in the air.

Ziva sniffed and straightened her back. “Do you want to help me make dinner?”

“Can we have pizza?”

“You know your daddy can never say no to that. Come on, let’s get your hands washed.”

Tali jumped off the sofa and ran off in the direction of the bathroom. Tony got to his feet and held out his hand to help Ziva up, though she managed to get up mostly by herself. Her hand, as it often did now, instinctively went to her stomach. It was almost six months in and he still hadn't grown out of the burst of pride every time he watched Ziva privately acknowledge her bump, the knowledge that it was his child she was tending to when she didn't realise anyone was watching.

“Ziva..”

“I promise we will talk. I just want to make sure she is OK first. Once we have eaten, she will settle down. OK?”

“OK.”

It was a lot like this with a child: something Tony had never really considered before Tali came into his life, and something he was sure would only get more significant once the baby was here. Trying to find opportunities to talk was difficult, quiet moments alone few and far between, and though all Tony wanted to do right now was sit Ziva down and wait for her to explain every single thing on her mind he instead had to be content to watch her staring down at Tali thoughtfully while she helped her knead dough and overflow toppings in the way only a DiNozzo could.

They ate quietly but happily, Tali still leading conversation, and once she’d finished she’d taken herself off to her bedroom and shouted at Tony to follow her to help her with her math homework.

Ziva still had a fearful look in her eye, and it only seemed to increase as the minutes passed. She looked at Tali’s bedroom and then back at Tony, questioning, until he signalled at her to go to their own bedroom while he followed Tali.

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purplesurveys · 4 years ago

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How often do you get fountain drinks from a gas station? I’ve actually never tried getting a drink from one of those fountains. I find them nasty, and the fact that gas stations aren’t the most hygienic of places certainly doesn’t help their case.

If you get online and look at graphics, what website(s) do you go to? I never find myself looking for graphics. The closest thing I search are vector icons, and for those I have an extension on Chrome that lets me look for icons to place on slides and such.

Who would you say your favorite celebrity is? At the moment it would be Rosamund Pike, but my all-time favorite would be Beyoncé.

Have you ever slept in your car? If so, explain. Sure, mostly when I took naps in between classes. There were also a few times I had late nights out and didn’t have a place to crash at, so I’d sleep in the car for the night before heading home in the morning.

If you were forced to murder one of your parents, which one would it be? This is a horrible question.

What song are you currently obsessed with? Find Me Here - Hayley Williams.

Explain your last run in with the police: Never happened.

Who was the last friend you hung out with, and what did you guys do? In terms of a physical get-together, I was with Angela, Hans, Pia, Kyelle, Al, Gab, and Sam and we had dinner and drinks at this gastropub that announced its impending permanent closure by the end of February. Virtually, I hung out with Andi, Peter, Carmel, Rita, Robin, Mik, and Elis to have a Jeopardy game night over Zoom.

What time do you usually go to bed and wake up? On weekdays I try to turn in anywhere between 9–11 PM and wake up by 6:30. On weekends, I try to stay up until midnight at the earliest, but I’m trying to make it a habit to stay up until like 2–3 AM just so I can catch up on my hobbies and shows. I wake up anywhere between 5–7 AM.

If you could have any job in the world, what would it be? What's stopping you? Lawyer, which is a route I seriously considered for a few years. I get extremely tense in arguments though so I doubt I’d be the best fit for that kind of career.

Do you have a friend that's in a horrible situation right now? Explain. Yeah, my college batchmate (who’s now also my co-worker) Aimee tested positive for COVID this week after being in and out of a fever over the last two weeks.

What was the last store you were in, and what did you buy? I suddenly needed plastic bags while I was packing groceries at the office the other week, so I went to the nearby convenience store to check if they had any. They didn’t, so I left without buying anything.

Who was the last person you texted, and what did this text say? I was texting some media friends to tell them some shoes we had ordered for them to try out are going to be delivered to their address within the day.

What is the reason for the last time you cried? A show I had been watching had an emotional scene.

Who is your favorite character in your favorite movie? Joanna, of course, mainly because that’s the character Audrey Hepburn plays.

What color did you last paint your nails? I can’t remember the color I chose the last time I had my nails painted 79472394348 years ago.

It's 112 degrees out today, describe your attire: A very thin tank top with airy shorts.

Do you have any friends that are currently in jail? Explain their situation. Not friends but I can think of a couple of relatives who’ve gotten ‘in conflict’ with the law. I won’t get into their cases but for both of them, it was because they got tricked by their respective abusive bosses, hence the quote marks.

Do you tend to take long or short surveys? I like taking those whose lengths are right in the middle - anywhere between 35-80 questions. Shorter ones look boring and I find the longer ones too time-consuming.

What do you currently desire? I changed my mind about La Creperie and will be going to Ramen Nagi instead since I just remembered they currently have a truffle ramen thing that’s only going to be around for a limited time, and I want to get my hands on it before they take it off the menu.

How often do you honk your horn? Depends on how stupid the people I’m driving with are on a given day.

For what reason were you last at a park? We don’t have too many parks here so there’s little opportunity to stay at one. I remember seeing one with Gab when we were at BGC a little over a year ago, but we only walked through it since it was part of the route we were taking to get to our actual destination.

What junk food can you never pass up? Salted egg chips and pizza.

If you're a girl, what is your favorite brand of feminine hygiene products? If you're a boy, what is your favorite brand of condoms? I don’t have a favorite.

Where was the last place you went on a walk to? Just around the neighborhood. I also wanted to make this morning’s route with Cooper a little longer so he could walk more, so we went to parts of the village we don’t normally reach.

How are you feeling today? I’m content :) It’s the weekend so I’m not too tense like I normally would be on weekdays. I also have plans to go out later today so I’m looking forward to that.

Do you ever make your own surveys? Never tried because I know I wouldn’t be able to come up with new and interesting questions.

How flexible are you? Not very. I can’t even reach my toes when I do stretches.

What is your favorite class? Any history elective. I also like biology, anthropology, and some aspects of political science.

What is your boyfriend's name? I don’t have one.

What is your favorite drink? Non-alcoholic, cold water. Alcoholic, Long Island Iced Tea for mixed drinks, and tequila.

Who is your best friend? Angela.

What time is it? 11:20 AM.

What is your middle name? My second name is Isabelle, but I’m not sharing my legal middle name.

What 3 websites do you visit daily? YouTube, Google Suite, and Twitter.

Where do you work? At home, haha. But under normal circumstances I’d be working in an office somewhere in Metro Manila.

What is your favorite band? Paramore.

How do you feel about abortion? Personally not a fan of the procedure for myself, but I am as pro-choice as it gets.

Do you want any kids? Very much so.

Have you ever microwaved soap? Nah, but I know what happens to it from watching YouTube videos hahaha. It’s so fun to see it gradually expand and become a pretty lil cloud.

Are there any new movies that you want to see? I Care A Lot, but I feel sooooooooo lazy about watching new movies. Idk if I’ll ever get around to it.

How many places have you lived? I’d say around five in total, including the house I currently reside in. I’ve lived in my parents’ apartment in Manila, then we briefly moved in with my dad’s parents, and then I spent most of my childhood in a duplex living with my mom’s side (and got to live in both houses), until we finally settled here when I was 10.

Do you have any health issues? Yeah, the main one I have to live with is scoliosis.

Are you texting anyone? Nope. And I don’t really text anymore, either. Most of my conversations take place on Messenger or Viber.

What do you drive? A Mitsubishi Mirage hatchback.

Have you ever had a crush on a teacher? Sure, both male and female ones.

Are you drinking or eating anything? Nope but I am starting to feel a bit hungry.

What color is your shirt? Yellow with some grey text.

Do you drink? Like...alcohol? Sure. I have the occasional soju night.

What year do/did you graduate? I graduated high school in 2016, and college in 2020.

Do you play any sports? Table tennis, though it’s been a while since I’ve had the chance to play. I got to take it as a PE elective on my last sem, but my time with it got cut off because of COVID :(

Do you pop your fingers? Yeah, I just cracked my knuckles a few minutes ago.

What is your shoe size? I can wear a size 6 or 7.

Have you ever had a UTI? Apparently I’ve had one, but all I got from it was a persisting high fever. I didn’t actually have any difficulties or felt pain in my urinary tract, though of course I felt scared to pee during that time because I thought it would hurt lol.

What was the last thing you baked? Cookies. A lifetime ago, since I don’t normally bake.

When was the last time you showered? Yesterday afternoon when I was finally able to clock out of work.

Would you rather go to the dentist or the doctor? Dentist. I actually find the procedures soothing. There’s a whole lot of issues that can be unpacked when you visit doctors, so I’m kinda scared of that.

Have you ever been in love? Yes. I miss the feeling and being able to act on it, but I’m liking being with myself too.

How do you feel about public speaking? I’m ok with it for the most part. I know I can speak well and generally have a good hold of my thoughts, so I don’t mind if I have to do it unless I have to talk about something I’m greatly unfamiliar with, like insurance or economics lmao. The latter situation is the only time I’d feel unprepared or scared of public speaking.

Do you see anything green? Yeah, since we have artificial plant accents on the coffee table.

What shoes do you usually wear? Sneakers or running shoes.

Do you take any birth control? Nope.

Who is the last person you talked to? My sister; I just asked her to turn the volume down on the TV.

Are there any fast food restaurants that you refuse to eat at? Just Tokyo Tokyo. I can take or leave Burger King but for the most part I find their burgers too plain.

Do you recycle? Whenever I can, yeah.

Do you know what you want to major in in college? I wanted to take up journalism. I suppose I don’t regret it, since I ended up wanting to be in a field that’s close enough to it anyway and I don’t feel like the skills I learned went to waste.

Have you ever snuck anyone in your room? Nah, I always let my mom know if I’m letting someone over since she doesn’t knock and would find out anyway.

Who was the last person in your bed besides you? Gabie.

Have you ever been in the hospital? Other than when I was born, yeah, at least once.

What's the last movie you watched? I watched Midsommar with Nina and some cousins last Christmas lol. We unknowingly downloaded the Director’s Cut, which we found out wasn’t as good as the main version since they added cheesy scenes to it, which ruined the suspenseful mood of the movie.

What's your favorite fruit? Avocado.

What do your bathroom walls look like? The bottom half has coral-ish tiles, while the top half is just a plain white wall. In the downstairs bathroom the setup is the same, but instead of coral tiles we have light blue wall tiles instead on the bottom half.

What do you spend most of your money on? At the moment, most of the money that I do take out of my account is the money I give to my parents every couple of weeks to help out with the bills. The next main thing I spend on is food, because I always have cravings I need satisfied haha.

Do you have any weird obsessions? Reading about serial killers and unsolved crimes isn’t really considered ‘weird’ anymore since a lot of other people have taken up the interest. But that’s probably the most out-there ~obsession that I have.

Do you bite your nails? I do but not obsessively.

What's the last color you dyed your hair? I’ve never tried dyeing my hair yet.

How do you feel about mustaches? Not my personal preference, but you do you.

Is there anyone that you really want to see in concert? Beyonceeeeeeeeeeeeee.

#survey #surveys

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ihatebeingfat123 · 4 years ago

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Thursday 6. may tw

82.7kg

As of now im in bed not in work. My mom isnt going to get out of that machine anytime soon. Im coping. Actually not, but im chosing now to feel on it. Keeping myself busy. Having seggs senarios when i have to take a break from the phone. Its around my breaktime at work rn. But now i have all day instead of 30 min. Just vibing to lana del rey with a full stomach. Yes i did indeed eat.

Breakfest and lunch today, all three yesterday. I had strength training and i didnt want to pass out. And today i just want my body to «stock up» if you understand. Ive been having these headaches and i can barely want to stand up anymore.

Mini migranes. Vision cuts out, hot in the face, nausious, fingers prickle, breathing stops. Its bad. So im trying to take care of myself by eating. Its helping too. Its less severe for each time i eat.

I dont think starving myself is a good thing. But, i want to be thin. 75kg before june. If im not there. Then its on. I will punish myself bad. Its mental.

Wow currently listening to Mr.Kitty XIII its based. For yall non political. It means, on the edge but good. Basically.

On saturday ill be going out with that group. I asked my fostermom if i can bake a cake. BUT I DONT WANT THEM TO THINK IM FAT. Im reconsidering... aiiiiii. Ill just ask the guy what i should bring. Ouf im cringing. And my sosial anxiety is poppin’ atm. Stress. I hate it.

Got my curtains back though. But they are new and not my style. The lunch was half a THIN pizza. But who am i joking. Calorieessss. Carbs. Not bad my brain nEEDs carbs.

Ah i just want to be choked. And put in a room with netflix and get one meal a day. And have a man just come in. And the man has to be one of my fugfriends. Havent seen any of them in a loooong time. Im not allowed to. Because my fostermom tells me im not able to say no to men when they try to... so i cant see them. But the only guy that has ever raped me is her son.

Tove lo passion and pain tastes the same when im weak, «youre gonna get what you’ve given to me» is perfect. This song. Its about revenge. For me.

Albert einstein said revenge is for the weak. But he was jewish. He is wrong regardless. Only those who give up is weak. God gives the hardest battles to the strongest soliders. So if i fight back and take revengence on those whome done me wrong im not weak. Its a power move.

Im thinking of checking out twitch or watpad. Like idk what i would post. Probably me ranting about this mad and sick world. Maybe film snippits of me shartin so i can play it in the background while secretly recording a family dinner while i play it from my rapist’s chair. That would be hilarous. But i would get caught because id be ballin my eyes out. Laughing ofc. Ah im such a scorpio.

Ive been craving watching pll and another show which i cant remember the name of atm. Actually Reign

The gym yesterday was okay. I was having bad anxiety when i was omw but when i got there i just avoided looking at the guys there. I accedently dropped my flask in my emty bag on the bench and it made a loud ass metal sound and i cringed, but at that point i was finished and omw out. Since it was my first day back after like, idk one and a half month i was not pushing myself too hard. Which was good i feel now that next workout will be harder.

But yeah im buildin my arse back and arms. Im gonna be ripped by the time im in highschool again. Oh this time ill do it right. Ah and with me developing my bow and arrow shooting. Im a fricken badass. People should, and will fear me if they dear cross.

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toddlazarski · 4 years ago

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Last Suppers Vol. 4

Shepherd Express

“And I try to wash my hands,

and I try to make amends,

and I try to count my friends...”

— Neil Young

I never realized how much white existed on a kitchen wall calendar until we flipped to last month. May 2020: like an endless sea of milk, spilt, all over ripening spring and coming summer and everything between now and the distant horizons sprawling in every direction. The Target-bought spiral-bound hope of organization and forward-thinking adulting now somehow resembles a hanging talisman of the old joke about how to make God laugh: “make a plan.” There it sits, sometimes taking on the sense of a mirror, the unsmudged kind, too well-lit, the Windex-ed type necessitating looking away, the seeking of distraction. And there it remains, post-dentist visit luminous, crisp, unfettered, yawning, as we’ve quieted the ceaseless streaking of Sharpie, the scribbling and jotting and plotting, the road signs of an appropriately lived, full life, like all of us were looking up at the professor, scrunching brows, nodding knowingly, doodling something in the margins to play at attention and appropriate labor. Something to look forward to is the key to happiness, an old adage of sorts, is a wise thing a smiling, knitting grandma would say from a rocking chair, indicating you should get moving, with the plan-cementing and the aspirations of nights out and days together. For now though it is but a march of indistinguishable blocks of vivid pale, a tiny number in the upper left corner of each that means approximately nothing.

March 11th was a date, in hindsight, that stands out. A memorial-type night where, within the half hour it took to put a toddler to bed, the country froze and sought in vain for the Ctrl+Alt+Del keys on a foreign keyboard. The NBA season was suspended. Rudy Gobert was positive. Tom Hanks had it. An impossibly incongruous confluence: Forrest Gump and a tall French shot-blocker I target in every fantasy basketball draft existing together as the collective harbinger of societal doom. It felt like being in a movie, or the first episode of Leftovers, but the part that would pass as an emotional montage, and then move on. March 13th—Friday the 13th, but not soundtracked or jump-scaring, quiet, and directed by a Fincher or Polanski or Lars Von Trier—was where an unspoken contract was entered by sentient and capable-of-critical thought Americans, a day where laying low, taking it easy, became a gesture of care, an act of society. June 13th is a wedding we’ll attend this year. An idea, an event to schedule a haircut close to, a thing to cause ponder on the state of my black suit, something to look forward to that will have too many long-unseen friends and reunion fueled by an open bar. It was a wedding we would attend this year. It’s been moved to the fall. July 20th was once a road trip start date, years ago, the commitment steer-branded on my mind, I remember, because people would ask: “what are you doing this summer?” “When are you leaving?” “When will you be in New Orleans?” Everything else of the fruitful season seemed mere preamble, fun-enough filler before an apex, day-after-day of appetizer or salad, a mere whetting of appetite. A big day was coming, anticipation followed me like cartoon character stink lines. July 4th was a date I saw Tom Petty at Summerfest; June 28th was a date I saw Tom Petty at Summerfest; June 30th was a date I saw Tom Petty at Summerfest. These were constellations, a solid reading of the charts, the blipping beacon the control tower sends up when it is stormy and time to turn off autopilot. Now our plain is mostly like the map you see where dragons are fire-breathing around the edges. I remember the dates, like jersey numbers of favorite players, of all the Fridays in whichever is the upcoming month: aims of nocturnal revelry to make all the Tuesdays and Wednesdays and nothing days pay. This year, so far, May 26th meant something, for a while, and April 24th before that. The end, the other end, of Safer at Home. Instead the political panoply that is supposed to represent us sat at home and decided we don’t need that guidance, or a plan. Public safety is less important than dollars. Our Supreme Court sided with all those guys outside all the Capitol buildings with guns.

So maybe it’s time to get back to this, with the togetherness, the glasses clinking, hugs and unprotected mouth-open laughs at sunny beer gardens, the days you circle on the calendar and hope will have no rain, all the times where there is no greater mark of the specialness of a day than the meal. Like when my mom took me to Max & Erma’s for my 8th grade graduation. I don’t recall where the rest of the family was, but I definitely remember the tortilla soup. I’m not sure where my parents took me after high school graduation, but I remember knee-bobbing antsiness, the polite nods at congratulatory mentions of the future, because I was distracted by the prospect of going to go get very, very drunk. I remember my college graduation, where mom, somehow, before Google maps or Yelp or my Milwaukee food yammering, procured profound reservations at long-lost white table cloth gourmet Mexican southside spot El Rey Sol. Of course, I also didn’t care that much, because it was mostly a pitstop on a day well-deserving of getting very, very drunk.

The rest of my Milwaukee occasion-eating can likewise be charted like a sprawling pinned Google map of identity-carving. La Merenda is where I told my parents my novel would be published. Palomino is where we told my mother-in-law we were having a kid, over Bloody’s and Maria’s, piping curds goo-ing with expectation. It is also where I’ve told my wife everything, through the years, our spot of sanctuary, gut-growing comfort, fingers always slick with grease and cocktail condensation. I began my food writing ventures with a dinner at Braise. Vanguard was dad-rock-appropriate and rightly meaty for my first Father’s Day as a father. Von Trier was memorable for impossibly hard news scrubbing. A liquid yuletide dinner at Jamo’s is where I told a new friend that Die Hard 2 was my favorite Christmas movie, thus cementing an annual tradition, quick-contracting an adult life together of corner bars and such ridiculous conversational ping-ponging. I think of the spots and memories as a kind of incomplete Pinterest board, accomplished peak experiences that add up to an old man’s personality, the only truly prized collections of a weathered damaged person as he ambles down creaky basement stairs to be with his thoughts and his whiskey and his sad music.

This is where I ponder them all these days, because, of course, we can’t congregate. Not fully. Not at any more than 25% capacity. Not yet. We must continue to backlog the graduation and retirement celebrations; the birthdays, the date nights, are heretofore banished to arrears. Zarletti has long been a favorite for such big deal days: something so classic in it’s brand of old-school, low-lit, cozy, big-ish city downtown class; a spot from the Billy Joel song, the one about the bottle of white and the bottle of red, that turns drastically halfway through, and always reminds, surprises, wow, Billy Joel is really good. The spot to bring parents, when they are in town, and making a night of it, destination-dining for before a Jerry Seinfeld show. Or James Taylor. Or maybe another Paul Cebar night. Something at Riverside or Pabst or Turner or one of the other venues we sometimes forget about downtown because we only go downtown a few times a year that aren’t Giannis-related, the kind deeming it appropriate to bring parental credit cards and parental-type wine knowledge and the from-out-of-town desire for every appetizer. It was a New Year’s Eve, frigid beyond reason, a reservation and a window seat gazing on Milwaukee Street’s exhibit of amateur night: illegal-looking mini-skirts scooting by, vehement disregard for jackets, everyone flying trashily against the indifferent wind, quick to get to wait in line, outside, at a place called Dick’s. It was a night where I realized all I wanted was to eat, eat more, chase and maintain a wine buzz, and go home to cozy pants and couch hibernation. I realized I’d turned nearly full adult. Zarletti is currently offering curbside, another step in this direction during our time of being grounded, suspended. It’s a bit of make-believe, like when I put a pinky up in the air while pretend-sipping from an impossibly small cup at a tea-party, playing at elegance, it can be a reason to take a shower, put on non-elasticized pants, and be in the world.

Of course, it’s not as easy as it once was. In our DIY celebration experience there was an unexpected iIrritability over what to order across the homefront, unease, uncertainty about such a menu existing on my phone—phone menus generally more of the realm of pizza and tlayudas and short rib melts, the unrefined domain within which I thrive. But, it’s also this: I simply love asking a waiter what to have. The guidance, the expertise, a cultivated person who knows how to pronounce aglio e olio, one who has probably been to Italy more than once, who can do the whole wine presentation rigmarole with appropriate authoritative nonchalance while maintaining white shirt. I was reminded of the crisp, professional Zarletti service and all that our curbside culture leaves me wanting for. All of the plan and the know-how and the guidance that our political system leaves us all wanting for, too. I sought out the phone server’s recommendation, not knowing what to expect—-this is a person answering the phone, this is a person freaked out about job security, this is not your guidance counselor. And, still, there it was, a cheery, helpful rundown of appropriate Chianti’s, clear-voiced reassurance on precise pick-up time, an unabashed endorsement of the bolognese, lending conviction and a jarring reminder of days where you could talk to people who knew more than you, when you could be led, by a leader, united, when somebody in a place of esteem and prominence knew to steer with a gentle hand on back. As if you could talk to a favorite grandma again, count on the chief of your country to pretend to care or know how to think or speak in coherent grown-up sentences.

Even the server seemed to take part, ushering our fare outside before my brakes could even squeal, everything in a crisp stapled bag. Donning a medical mask and gloves, he seemed to have my best interest at heart: “I was starting to worry about you,” he said, coyly indicating my tardiness. You and me both, bub, I thought, but didn’t say, because it’s the kind of banter that doesn’t quite translate that well through a mask. Also, I simply felt slow. My interaction-ability, my small talk, seemed to have grown rust, an attempt at rapport seemed foreign, even dangerous. The languor was likewise synonymous with the entirety of downtown around me, dreamily desolate, like an hour of a city where only criminals are out, it all sucking me down, sponging inertia and energy for big weekend night specialness. In the backseat my daughter didn’t care, she was insistent only on seeing the monstrous inflatable lobster or crab or whatever it is atop the Milwaukee Public Market. I obliged, willingingly, thinking, honestly, it was actually probably the hottest thing going in town at the moment.

By the time we cracked the bottle, lightly re-warmed polpette di carne, veal and beef meatballs in bright pomodoro sauce, started guzzling old unpronounceable grapes, began twirling linguine flecked with pecorino and chile flakes, lacquered with olive oil and garlic, began greedily sponging bolognese stew with torn bread pieces because the all-day-seeming simmer of beef and pork had too much heart for rigatoni-conveyance, everything was right, and, somehow nothing seemed quite right. It was not just the takeout containers, needing to be dumped into real bowls. Or the fact we couldn’t find a candle. Or the dimmer switch in our dining room that buzzes subtly when romantic-levels are sought. Or the presence of a baby monitor between us, where a candle should have been. Or that I had to sweep up my own crumbs, and I don’t even have one of those special server crumb-shovels. Or my Nespresso machine, usually seeming quite nice, adequate for after-dinner digestif-ing, was now somehow not noisy enough, not old enough, not machine enough, more of an espresso app, really, compared to any real Italian joint. Or that I still had white paint crusted on my hands, because I’m at that point in quarantine of wandering around the house, simply wondering what else I might give a coat to. Maybe it was that, mostly, being home after all, I didn’t feel particularly rude looking at my phone mid-meal, and thus ruined the moment like the obvious bad date guy in every Nora Ephron piece. The food could not have been better—and yet it underscored that I’ve never missed a restaurant so much.

Of course I can just as much be a liability in a restaurant. My Clark’s always look too scuffed, I don’t know how or when to tuck in a shirt, when we go through the wine tasting, testing bit—so formal, a pretentious thing all our 18-year-old selves would loathe us for—I feel that I’m suddenly sitting in my father’s borrowed and oversized suit, that I’m about to be called out as a fraud, politely asked to leave the place, be told, “this is for the grown-ups.” But if anybody likes the whole charade more—the welcome of the owner, as Frankie Valli seemingly always hits overhead, who kind of puts out his arms like he’s been waiting, the accepting nod from the host when she finds my name, validates my existence in the tablecloth world, the cocktails at the bar stoking expectation, being handed a menu like a fresh Choose Your Own Adventure but after a two-Negroni buzz, the recitation of clandestine specials from the server like a def jam poetry flow where I feel like snapping fingers, the big night conversation so much more potent, charged, so much less small, the feel of spotting your waiter across the room, seeing his hands full, knowing this is it, your time is now—they have a serious problem.

Places like Zarletti don’t exist solely for special occasions. Under now unimaginable normal circumstances, we could go on a random Wednesday. Or for lunch. But, looking back, what did we ever do to deserve that? Did we get good grades? Memorize enough things in school to progress, avoid the margins of society? Did we have all our vaccines as a tyke and eventually quit smoking and go to the doctor once a year-ish and the dentist twice-a-year, more or less? And so now, yes, we should be good, barring car accident or one of those freak early cancer diagnoses that only really happen to other people anyways? Or are we all, the ones here, now, looking forward to going back to a lifetime of memorable meals so numerous we barely notice them, just incomprehensibly lucky?

As of this writing June doesn’t look much better than May, and July—who knows? I notice a chiropractor appointment has sprouted like a weed in an innocuous white cube a few rows from now, making me wonder how the quarantine time warp has trapezed us into our late middle ages. But otherwise there is certainly space to contemplate, reckon, know and grow expectant of how the Sharpie will be ready—so unused, so hard-up—as to come out in those satisfying soaks where you have to write fast to keep from bleeding out, and then keep going, on to the next weekend. For now, out of nostalgia, out of caution, also out of reasonable hopefulness, I’m setting sights again on New Year’s. There will be reservations, and Milwaukee Street a-twinkle with clamorous revelry and mini-skirts like glorified handkerchiefs going by, the biggest fears of everyone just catching a cold, all of us ready to burn 2020 to the ground, dance on the ashes, drunkenly, irresponsibly, appreciatively clinking glasses, and here will come the waiter, expectant of all my wishes, eager to help, ready to hold my hand.

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nostalgiaispeace · 7 years ago

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569.

Bold Survey

I can’t stand people who are extremely selfish. A Change Of Pace is a good band. I have gotten a new phone within the past month. I want to go to Florida soon. Peach Snapple iced tea is the best. I wrote books when I was younger. I’m really creative, especially when I apply myself. I use Facebook a lot more now than I used to. I’m constantly told I’m beautiful, but I still sometimes don’t believe it. One of my friends came out as gay this year. I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t have someone. I’m way too quiet, and I wish I could change. I need to party. Music and books are my favorite. I love everything about the fall. I always smell really good. My hair looks nice today. I have long fingernails. I’ve kissed a Ryan, Mike, or Justin. I’ve been in love with a Josh, Christian, or Scott. I envy no one. I’m going to an amusement park soon. For a halloween-related thing. I don’t like beer. I don’t like soda. I’ve worn a turtle neck in the past year. I wear them often. Outspoken is something I’m not. I express myself through quotes and lyrics. Photography is beautiful. There’s beauty in everything, you just gotta find it. I ordered a pizza recently. Tonight, actually. I wish I could have a whole new batch of friends. Even though I do love the ones I have now. My nose is stuffy. I like orange juice. And sandwich wraps. I love cozy nights at home. I like playing Hebi. Apples to Apples is fun. I have to start applying for jobs. I really need one. Ahhh life is changing fast. I tend to drive a little bit over the speed limit. My razor only has two blades. My keyboard is black. I use my friends as arm rests and pillows. My favorite number is odd. My favorite number is a single digit. I love having butterflies in my stomach. The last makeup I wore was eyeliner. I’d love to have a winter wedding. I’m really ticklish. I have a facial piercing. I’d only get a tattoo that has significant meaning to me. My boyfriend husband is taller than I am. My school has a shitty football team. I play Pet Society on Facebook. All politicians are the same, in my opinion. I can’t eat sushi with a fork or else it feels awkward. I’ve never been to New Mexico. I’d definitely consider adoption if I couldn’t have my own children. I like plain-colored t-shirts. Horror movies don’t really scare me. I have a decent vocabulary. Lord of the Rings doesn’t appeal to me. I don’t play any sports. I prefer orange juice to apple juice. I like my toast with butter and jelly. I love cream cheese. I have a celebrity crush. I get frequent headaches. I can play a little piano. My boyfriend drives an Asian car. And so do I. I WANT MORE PIERCINGS. My favorite fruit is a type of berry. I miss somebody right now. Some of my friends live far away. I can burp out the alphabet. I love breadsticks. I can count to ten in at least two languages. I’d love to have a pet owl. I prefer dogs to cats. I only wear actual perfume on special occasions. But I wear body spray on a daily basis. I have pictures of my sibling/s on my phone.

[Family]

My brother’s name starts with a D. Neither of my grandfathers are alive. I look more like my mother than my father. Both my parents are in a serious relationship. I am the youngest of three children. I am the only girl. My mom’s mom is NOT your typical grandmother. I don’t really like my cousins. I have less than five cousins. I’ve shown up at a family party while under the influence.

[Religion & Politics]

I was raised Christian. But I’m no longer a Christian. I believe in God. But I think the Bible is bullshit. My beliefs aren’t influenced by people around me. My dad is religious. My mom tries to be, but who is she trying to fool? I hate church. I wouldn’t have voted in the last election even if I was old enough. I hate politics more than anything.

[Food]

I honestly never stop eating. Chocolate + peanut butter = orgasmic. I only eat Cains mayonnaise. I’ve never eaten a fruit I didn’t like. I love cooked broccoli but not raw broccoli. I love raw peppers but not cooked peppers. I’ve gone a day or more without eating. I crave chocolate on my period. Pizza Hut has the best pizza around. Cookies & Cream ice cream is one of my favorites.

[Sex, Love & Relationships]

I’ve been told that I was a nine out of ten at giving head. A guy has cheated on his girlfriend with me. I’ve never been cheated on. I had my first kiss when I was fifteen. I lost my virginity in the woods. My best friend lost her virginity a week after me. In the same place I did. I’ve been in the same room as someone having sex. I would rather be on the bottom.

[Music]

I download my music from LimeWire. I love country. I love old school rap. I love alternative. I have All Time Low’s new CD Nothing Personal. And I love it. I love to sing, but I suck horribly at it. I cannot play a musical instrument. I want to learn to play the drums. I used to take piano lessons.

[School]

My GPA is between 2.0 and 3.0. I took Algebra 1 in 8th grade, and again in 9th. I’ve passed a class with a D-. I don’t do my homework at home. I prefer mechanical pencils. I always do projects the night before they’re due. I’m really smart but don’t always apply myself. I text in school. I’ve gotten my phone taken away in school.

[Beauty & Hygiene]

I straighten my hair often. On lazy days, I scrunch my hair to go out. My only make-up necessity is mascara. I like to wing my eyeliner. I’d rather take a shower than a bath. I’d rather use body wash than a bar of soap. I’d rather use a bath scrunchie than a washcloth. My solution for make-up on lazy days: sunglasses. I use the same routine every day in the shower.

[Smoking, Drinking & Drugs]

I smoke cigarettes. I’ve gotten drunk within the past month. I’ve smoked weed when by myself. The first time I got high was on a holiday. Marijuana should be legalized. I have never and would never drink and drive. I hate light beer. My lighter is purple. My favorite cigarettes are Turkish Silver or Camel Crush. I’ve quit smoking but started again.

[Random]

My nails are pink right now. Going to bed at midnight is very early for me. I could never date a guy that didn’t make me laugh. I have a jar of peanut butter in my room right now. I wear sunglasses a lot. Gogurt is really good in the freezer. I’ve been in Hollister, but I don’t own anything from there. Purple is my favorite color. There is no such thing as an ugly color. I need more pens. day or night bed or couch or floor boots or converse or flip flops UK or US paper book or e-book facebook or twitter or tumblr TV or music sunrise or sunset groups or one/two people or alone concerts or watching on TV or CD sci-fi or horror or rom com computer or pen and paper fiction or non sun or rain or wind big spoon or little spoon or both gold or silver or bronze heavy metal or country coffee or tea or hot chocolate hug or kiss car or motorbike or bicycle liquor or wine cop or robber fly or swim or run disney or marvel burial or cremation or viking cold or warm new or old long hair or short hair or no hair You don’t eat dairy. You work best at night time. You take a selfie almost every day. You laugh at the end of your sentences. You wink at people. You hate being tickled. You want to travel the world in a boat. You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon. Your hair is fluffy sometimes. Your hair is sleek. Your hair is an artificial colour. You get takeout at least once per week. You dislike the general public. You have been caught sleepwalking. You sleep with a plushie. You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting. You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper. You draw hearts on top of your i’s. You have watched an episode of My Little Pony. You have a crush on someone who knows you. You keep plants in your room. You collect music CDs. You take vitamin supplements. You read mostly non-fiction. You go on Tumblr every day without fail. You have published a YouTube video. You have a fandom blog. You have eaten Pocky. You can play the cello. You can play the harp. You prefer vampires to zombies. You prefer zombies to vampires. You have been described as naive. You have been described as suspicious. You have had a stalker. You like going to school. You have a pear-shaped body. You have an apple-shaped body. You have sensitive teeth. You like your job. You have a slow internet connection. Your phone is not a touch phone. You are the dominant one in the relationship. You like watercolour painting. You like playing the drums. You are scared of loud noises. You eat food in your bed. You are shy but not quiet. You are quiet but not shy. You plan a lot of parties. You have an alter ego. You are good with money. You are afraid of intimacy. You normally have dinner after 8pm. You normally wear high heels. You have been grounded more than once. You have never seen Shrek. You have won a trophy. Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint. Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry. You are good at sports. You have a skin care routine. You are a D-cup or larger. You have long legs and arms. You add ketchup to everything. You have an anime figurine. You have danced and not cared who saw it. You want to go into outer space. You want to rule the world. You constantly hurt somewhere. You are scared of mice. You are scared of horses. You are scared of butterflies. You have one or more moles on your face. You are good with children. You drink at least 7 pints of water per day. You want to be a singer in a band. You have bought a frame for a special picture. Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel. You prefer to watch than participate. You have dark skin. You have dated 5 or more people. You have been told you are a cool person. You have been told you are a scary person. You are doing this post because you are bored.

Emotional bolding. Anger/Irritability/Frustration :

You get irritable quite often. When you get frustrated, you’d rather be alone. You’ve been so angry you’ve blacked out. You break things when you’re angry. You’ve hit someone when you were angry. You’ve actually punched someone before. People in general make you angry. It takes a lot to calm you down when you’re mad. You get irritable when you PMS. You get irritable when you’re tired or over tired. You wake up grumpy all the time. You bottle your anger up inside. If someone pisses you off, you don’t care who they are, you’ll let them know, in some way, that they made you angry.

Happiness/Excitement :

Sometimes you’re happy for no reason at all. You are generally a happy, optimistic person. The small things in life make you happy. There are many people in your life that make you happy. You know exactly how to make yourself happy. You can turn (almost) any negative situation into a positive one. You get complimented on your smile a lot. You laugh very, very often. When you’re happy, it doesn’t take a lot to make you mad/upset/sad again. Sometimes you get so happy that that you actually feel lighter (physically.) You try your hardest to be happy, no matter what life throws at you. Out of every bad thing in life comes something good. You cry “tears of joy” fairly often. It doesn’t take a lot to get you excited. People have told you your entire face lightens up when you smile.

Sadness/Depression/Loneliness :

You’ve been diagnosed with depression (this includes in the past). When you get depressed, you often feel drained and exhausted. You like to be alone when you’re sad. You cry a lot when you’re sad. When you are down, you like others to cheer you up. Thinking of the future gives you a sort of depressing feeling at times. When you’re sad, you like to cheer yourself up. You want to help other people going through depression, because you know how it feels. When you’re depressed, you have trouble looking forward to/enjoying anything. You went through depression in the past, but you still have those days. You know how to control your depression now. You hate when others act like they’re depressed and hurting just for the attention. You know someone who intentionally hurt themselves just for attention. You have anxiety. You don’t have anxiety, but you know what it is. You have more than one legitimate phobia. You’ve had more than one severe panic attack before. You are sort of afraid to develop an anxiety disorder. You have actually physically hurt yourself (by accident) somehow, while you were having a panic attack. Anxiety sometimes disrupts your sleeping habits. You have social anxiety. You have generalized anxiety disorder. You sometimes enjoy the thrill of adrenaline. People don’t always understand your disorder. Not a lot of people know you have anxiety. You know more than five people (personally) that have anxiety. Someone you know has tried to say they have anxiety when you knew for a fact they didn’t. Even though you don’t have panic attacks, you feel the beginning effects of them daily, or almost daily. Sometimes your anxiety makes you feel like you’re slightly “crazy”, so you have trouble talking about it/explaining it to people.

#me #survey

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surveysonfleek · 7 years ago

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333.

I can’t stand people who are extremely selfish. A Change Of Pace is a good band. I have gotten a new phone within the past month. I want to go to Florida soon. Peach Snapple iced tea is the best. I wrote books when I was younger. I’m really creative, especially when I apply myself. I use Facebook a lot more now than I used to. I’m constantly told I’m beautiful, but I still sometimes don’t believe it. One of my friends came out as gay this year. I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t have someone. I’m way too quiet, and I wish I could change. I need to party. Music and books are my favorite. I love everything about the fall. I always smell really good. My hair looks nice today. I have long fingernails. I’ve kissed a Ryan, Mike, or Justin. I’ve been in love with a Josh, Christian, or Scott. I envy no one. I’m going to an amusement park soon. For a halloween-related thing. I don’t like beer. I don’t like soda. I’ve worn a turtle neck in the past year. I wear them often. Outspoken is something I’m not. I express myself through quotes and lyrics. Photography is beautiful. There’s beauty in everything, you just gotta find it. I ordered a pizza recently. Tonight, actually. I wish I could have a whole new batch of friends. Even though I do love the ones I have now. My nose is stuffy. I like orange juice. And sandwich wraps. I love cozy nights at home. I like playing Hebi. Apples to Apples is fun. I have to start applying for jobs. I really need one. Ahhh life is changing fast. I tend to drive a little bit over the speed limit. My razor only has two blades. My keyboard is black. I use my friends as arm rests and pillows. My favorite number is odd. My favorite number is a single digit. I love having butterflies in my stomach. The last makeup I wore was eyeliner. I’d love to have a winter wedding. I’m really ticklish. I have a facial piercing. I’d only get a tattoo that has significant meaning to me. My boyfriend is taller than I am. My school has a shitty football team. I play Pet Society on Facebook. All politicians are the same, in my opinion. I can’t eat sushi with a fork or else it feels awkward. I’ve never been to New Mexico. I’d definitely consider adoption if I couldn’t have my own children. I like plain-colored t-shirts. Horror movies don’t really scare me. I have a decent vocabulary. Lord of the Rings doesn’t appeal to me. I don’t play any sports. I prefer orange juice to apple juice. I like my toast with butter and jelly. I love cream cheese. I have a celebrity crush. I get frequent headaches. I can play a little piano. My boyfriend drives an Asian car. And so do I. I WANT MORE PIERCINGS. My favorite fruit is a type of berry. I miss somebody right now. Some of my friends live far away. I can burp out the alphabet. I love breadsticks. I can count to ten in at least two languages. I’d love to have a pet owl. I prefer dogs to cats. I only wear actual perfume on special occasions. But I wear body spray on a daily basis. I have pictures of my sibling/s on my phone.

[Family]

[Religion & Politics]

[Food]

[Sex, Love & Relationships]

[Music]

[School]

[Beauty & Hygiene]

[Smoking, Drinking & Drugs]

[Random]

My nails are pink right now. Going to bed at midnight is very early for me. I could never date a guy that didn’t make me laugh. I have a jar of peanut butter in my room right now. I wear sunglasses a lot. Gogurt is really good in the freezer. I’ve been in Hollister, but I don’t own anything from there. Purple is my favorite color. There is no such thing as an ugly color. I need more pens. day or night bed or couch or floor boots or converse or flip flops UK or US paper book or e-book facebook or twitter or tumblr TV or music sunrise or sunset groups or one/two people or alone concerts or watching on TV or CD sci-fi or horror or rom com computer or pen and paper fiction or non sun or rain or wind big spoon or little spoon or both gold or silver or bronze heavy metal or country coffee or tea or hot chocolate hug or kiss car or motorbike or bicycle liquor or wine cop or robber fly or swim or run ant or dec disney or marvel burial or cremation or viking chess or draughts cold or warm new or old long hair or short hair or no hair You don’t eat dairy. You work best at night time. You take a selfie almost every day. You laugh at the end of your sentences. You wink at people. You hate being tickled. You want to travel the world in a boat. You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon. Your hair is fluffy sometimes. Your hair is sleek. Your hair is an artificial colour. You get takeout at least once per week. You dislike the general public. You have been caught sleepwalking. You sleep with a plushie. You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting. You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper. You draw hearts on top of your i’s. You have watched an episode of My Little Pony. You have a crush on someone who knows you. You keep plants in your room. You collect music CDs. You take vitamin supplements. You read mostly non-fiction. You go on Tumblr every day without fail. You have published a YouTube video. You have a fandom blog. You have eaten Pocky. You can play the cello. You can play the harp. You prefer vampires to zombies. You prefer zombies to vampires. You have been described as naive. You have been described as suspicious. You have had a stalker. You like going to school. You have a pear-shaped body. You have an apple-shaped body. You have sensitive teeth. You like your job. You have a slow internet connection. Your phone is not a touch phone. You are the dominant one in the relationship. You like watercolour painting. You like playing the drums. You are scared of loud noises. You eat food in your bed. You are shy but not quiet. You are quiet but not shy. You plan a lot of parties. You have an alter ego. You are good with money. You are afraid of intimacy. You normally have dinner after 8pm. You normally wear high heels. You have been grounded more than once. You have never seen Shrek. You have won a trophy. Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint. Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry. You are good at sports. You have a skin care routine. You are a D-cup or larger. You have long legs and arms. You add ketchup to everything. You have an anime figurine. You have danced and not cared who saw it. You want to go into outer space. You want to rule the world. You constantly hurt somewhere. You are scared of mice. You are scared of horses. You are scared of butterflies. You have one or more moles on your face. You are good with children. You drink at least 7 pints of water per day. You want to be a singer in a band. You have bought a frame for a special picture. Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel. You prefer to watch than participate. You have dark skin. You have dated 5 or more people. You have been told you are a cool person. You have been told you are a scary person. You are doing this post because you are bored.

Emotional bolding. Anger/Irritability/Frustration :

Happiness/Excitement :

Sadness/Depression/Loneliness :

#survey #surveys #quiz #bored #questions

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pbandjesse · 8 years ago

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I cant believe my trip to Chicago is already over and I'm back in my little apartment with my little cat. It was a whirl wind in the windy city but it was so great.

I am freakin exhausted though so I am going to try to focus and get this done. Today was a ton of fun. Last night after I finally got my post to go up I walked over to the pool in the hotel. I was in my pjs but they were actually sweatpants and a thin hoodie so it looked like I was walking to go work out so it was whatever. The place was actually about to close so I'm glad I wandered over when I did. Mom really wasn’t feeling well so she laid down while I was working on my post, through much frustration I might add because I was trying to play a podcast but it just wouldn’t go. So I was frustrated as well. The pool was really pretty though and had a lot of windows overlooking the city. Really nice.

I got back to my room and washed my face. I got in bed and played on my phone for a while and went to bed around 1030 or 11. We had to be up at 6 so I needed to get some sleep. It was a rough night in general though. I had a lot of bizarre dreams and that made it hard to stay asleep. I woke up at 3 and had trouble falling back asleep. Then mom woke up at 5 because she thought we had to be downstairs at 6. And then when we got up at 6 for real she thought we had to be down at breakfast at 630 so after we got all dressed and ready we headed down. I knew it was 7 we were meeting but I thought maybe she wanted coffee or something but no it was just anxiety.

Breakfast was pretty good though. I had eggs and potatoes and French toast. And one strawberry. We met some more of the dermatology team and then once Rachel had a bite to eat we headed up stairs to get mic’ed up again.Terrifying. Actually I was totally fine. I wasn’t scared at all. Its weird how nervous I get when I'm talking in front of my class, but telling a story up on stage with my mom in front of a few hundred people was fine? Okay brain that makes a lot of sense.

They started the event with some information about their sales and stuff and then brought us up on stage. We talked about my experiances on my medication and having psoriasis and stuff. Got a few laughs. It was a lot of fun. One memorable thing though was when mom was telling them about where my psoriasis was spreading and she said it was in my eyes (which is still is sometimes) a guy in the crowd gasped. He looked so sad for me. But everyone was wonderful and it was a lot of fun encouraging them and stuff. At the end we got a standing ovation and they gave us flowers. And also popcorn. Which is apparently special. We got a lot of hugs. For the rest of our time in the hotel, where the conference was, people kept coming up to us and thanking us and saying nice things. It was exciting and a lot of fun. Mom did so good even though she was really nervous before hand. She's the best mom so its not surprising.

I really wanted to take advantage of our day though! So after Rachel showed us the one video I made last year actually being used in some programing, we headed back up to our room to pack. Got everything together and checked out. left our bags at the bag check and caught a cab to the Field Museum.

Guys this museum is beautiful. I asked and the building was built for the museum and its just a trip. Its huge for one. A little pricey but I felt like it was worth it. We could have spent the whole day there but we had a lunch at noon so 2 hours it was. We got tickets for the tattoo exhibit which was fascinating. I liked seeing the traditionally done tattoos and the historical stuff. They also had silicone bodies and body parts that artists tattooed and that was really neat. I got my one Chicago souvenir there, which is a tote bag. I forgot to tae a picture so I’ll do that tomorrow but it’s a girl with tattoos lifting up her skirt to show her stomach ones and she had tattoos where I have tattoos so I really love it. It also really came in handy to carry my stuff for the airport.

I especially wanted to see the animal stuff though. I had a great time looking at the taxidermy and dioramas and bones and fossils. I liked the bats a whole lot. I wasn’t going to take us into the “what is an animal” exhibit but we did because we got turned around and I'm so glad. Because I learned a while lot and the exhibit was wonderfully curated. I also learned that that weird black seed thing me and dad found on the beach is called a witch’s purse and it an egg pouch for a skate!! Amazing!

We saw the dinosaurs and I was getting tired at that point but I still wanted to see them. One of the rooms smelt terribly of mothballs but the fossils in that room were special and had things like a pregnant sting ray and a fish within a fish. Just really neat stuff.

We looked around the store for a second before we headed out. Caught a cab back to the hotel and got together with the team again to have lunch.

They took us to a Chicago deep dish place. honestly I didn’t think it was that amazing. I like thick crust pizza, and the butter crust was good. But they got a bunch of vegetables and meat on the 4 pizzas we got so my choices were limited. But whatever. I still enjoyed it. And I liked talking everyone. Mom said everyone was hanging on my every word which I don’t think is true but was funny non the less. The woman I sat with, who had interviewed us on stage, was lovely and turns out she also went to a womens college so we had a lot to talk about.

After our lunch we got lots of hugs again and then we were off to the Art Institute. Okay this is totally my bad but I wasn’t originally planning on going to this museum. Because I thought it was the Art Institute like the shitty for profit college? No I was totally wrong. I'm so glad we made it. I got to see Cy Twombly’s and Felix Gonzales Torres’s. I got to have some candy from the pile!! I got to talk to mom about art I really care about. This place was mega huge so after we checked out coats we tried to have a plan. We ended up only deviating from the plan a little bit. We spent a whole lot of time in the miniatures room, which was incredible and I'm so glad I got to see it. And the paperweight collection was a huge highlight. The modern wing was neat. But the contemporary was for sure the best part. I had so much fun talking to mom about the works and feeling just good. I don’t even know it was just great.

I was really tired though. So after a stop to see the stain glass (and a stop at the giftshop where mom also got a totebag) we headed back to the hotel to get our stuff and then to the airport.

The ride to the airport was fine. But I was feeling really really tired. Sort of like when I got the migraine when I was at Jess’s place, I just felt so terrible. We got to the airport in one piece and through TSA. Mom had precheck but went through the regular with me. and forgot to get rid of her water bottle. So she got patted down. oops. But it was all good. A Mexican place was recommended for dinner. But it turned out to be like on the other side of the airport and mom wasn’t doing to hot. I felt really bad dragging her over there. And by the time we got there I felt so sick I couldn’t imagine eating Mexican. So we sat in the food court. And were bothered by a guy who wouldn’t stop cleaning the tables around us with very strong smelling cleaner that was making me sick. We both got salads and everything was fine until mom started chocking on a cumuber slice in her salad. Like she literally turned purple and I didn’t know what was happening but she was okay and then I couldn’t stop nervous laughing because I was so upset. But she was okay. It was still not a fun thing to see. I made her sit on the same side of the table as me after that so I could hug on her.

She left me at 730 to go to her terminal and I left to go to mine. I was on the fanciest plane I have ever been on. I had a tv screen! But I ended up really not liking it because it came on every time there was an annoucment and all I wanted was to listen to my podcast and it was very loud. Also I got no cookie so I'm glad I brought a donut with me.

Once we landed, which I was very glad for as I was panicked a few times while in the air, I found a taxi. I actually walked outside for a little first because I missed being cold like it is here. Like it’s a soft cold. I loved seeing my breathe and I was comfortable in all my layers but the cold was just good and cleansing. But I found a taxi and got home safe. My cab driver was really nice as well we talked about how scary the world is and politics and stuff. He was a good egg.

But I'm home now. And in my pjs. sweetP seems okay but maybe a little mad at me for leaving him. He didn’t finish the food I set out so really he’s fine. Didn’t destroy my plants either. I have to wake up to go to a practice presentation in the morning so I am going to sleep now. I hope you are all safe and warm in bed tonight.

#ootd #selfie #mom #chicago #roadtrip #fun day #plane #science museum #art museum #sculpture #babe #wensday

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surveystodestressme · 7 years ago

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23.

I can’t stand people who are extremely selfish. A Change Of Pace is a good band. I have gotten a new phone within the past month. I want to go to Florida soon. Peach Snapple iced tea is the best. I wrote books when I was younger. I’m really creative, especially when I apply myself. I use Facebook a lot more now than I used to. I’m constantly told I’m beautiful, but I still sometimes don’t believe it. One of my friends came out as gay this year. I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t have someone. I’m way too quiet, and I wish I could change. I need to party. Music and books are my favorite. I love everything about the fall. I always smell really good. My hair looks nice today. I have long fingernails. I’ve kissed a Ryan, Mike, or Justin. I’ve been in love with a Josh, Christian, or Scott. I envy no one. I’m going to an amusement park soon. For a halloween-related thing. I don’t like beer. I don’t like soda. I’ve worn a turtle neck in the past year. I wear them often. Outspoken is something I’m not. I express myself through quotes and lyrics. Photography is beautiful. There’s beauty in everything, you just gotta find it. I ordered a pizza recently. Tonight, actually. I wish I could have a whole new batch of friends. Even though I do love the ones I have now. My nose is stuffy. I like orange juice. And sandwich wraps. I love cozy nights at home. I like playing Hebi. Apples to Apples is fun. I have to start applying for jobs. I really need one. Ahhh life is changing fast. I tend to drive a little bit over the speed limit. My razor only has two blades. My keyboard is black. I use my friends as arm rests and pillows. My favorite number is odd. My favorite number is a single digit. I love having butterflies in my stomach. The last makeup I wore was eyeliner. I’d love to have a winter wedding. I’m really ticklish. I have a facial piercing. I’d only get a tattoo that has significant meaning to me. My boyfriend is taller than I am. My school has a shitty football team. I play Pet Society on Facebook. All politicians are the same, in my opinion. I can’t eat sushi with a fork or else it feels awkward. I’ve never been to New Mexico. I’d definitely consider adoption if I couldn’t have my own children. I like plain-colored t-shirts. Horror movies don’t really scare me. I have a decent vocabulary. Lord of the Rings doesn’t appeal to me. I don’t play any sports. I prefer orange juice to apple juice. I like my toast with butter and jelly. I love cream cheese. I have a celebrity crush. I get frequent headaches. I can play a little piano. My boyfriend drives an Asian car. And so do I. I WANT MORE PIERCINGS. My favorite fruit is a type of berry. I miss somebody right now. Some of my friends live far away. I can burp out the alphabet. I love breadsticks. I can count to ten in at least two languages. I’d love to have a pet owl. I prefer dogs to cats. I only wear actual perfume on special occasions. But I wear body spray on a daily basis. I have pictures of my sibling/s on my phone.

[Family]

[Religion & Politics]

[Food]

[Sex, Love & Relationships]

[Music]

[School]

[Beauty & Hygiene]

[Smoking, Drinking & Drugs]

[Random]

My nails are pink right now. Going to bed at midnight is very early for me. I could never date a guy that didn’t make me laugh. I have a jar of peanut butter in my room right now. I wear sunglasses a lot. Gogurt is really good in the freezer. I’ve been in Hollister, but I don’t own anything from there. Purple is my favorite color. There is no such thing as an ugly color. I need more pens. day or night bed or couch or floor boots or converse or flip flops UK or US paper book or e-book facebook or twitter or tumblr TV or music sunrise or sunset groups or one/two people or alone concerts or watching on TV or CD sci-fi or horror or rom com computer or pen and paper fiction or non sun or rain or wind big spoon or little spoon or both gold or silver or bronze heavy metal or country coffee or tea or hot chocolate hug or kiss car or motorbike or bicycle liquor or wine cop or robber fly or swim or run ant or dec (i don’t know what this means) disney or marvel burial or cremation or viking chess or draughts cold or warm new or old long hair or short hair or no hair You don’t eat dairy. You work best at night time. You take a selfie almost every day. You laugh at the end of your sentences. You wink at people. You hate being tickled. You want to travel the world in a boat. You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon. Your hair is fluffy sometimes. Your hair is sleek. Your hair is an artificial colour. You get takeout at least once per week. You dislike the general public. You have been caught sleepwalking. You sleep with a plushie. You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting. You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper. You draw hearts on top of your i’s. You have watched an episode of My Little Pony. You have a crush on someone who knows you. You keep plants in your room. You collect music CDs. You take vitamin supplements. You read mostly non-fiction. You go on Tumblr every day without fail. You have published a YouTube video. You have a fandom blog. You have eaten Pocky. You can play the cello. You can play the harp. You prefer vampires to zombies. You prefer zombies to vampires. You have been described as naive. You have been described as suspicious. You have had a stalker. You like going to school. You have a pear-shaped body. You have an apple-shaped body. You have sensitive teeth. You like your job. You have a slow internet connection. Your phone is not a touch phone. You are the dominant one in the relationship. You like watercolour painting. You like playing the drums. You are scared of loud noises. You eat food in your bed. You are shy but not quiet. You are quiet but not shy. You plan a lot of parties. You have an alter ego. You are good with money. You are afraid of intimacy. You normally have dinner after 8pm. You normally wear high heels. You have been grounded more than once. You have never seen Shrek. You have won a trophy. Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint. Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry. You are good at sports. You have a skin care routine. You are a D-cup or larger. You have long legs and arms. You add ketchup to everything. You have an anime figurine. You have danced and not cared who saw it. You want to go into outer space. You want to rule the world. You constantly hurt somewhere. You are scared of mice. You are scared of horses. You are scared of butterflies. You have one or more moles on your face. You are good with children. You drink at least 7 pints of water per day. You want to be a singer in a band. You have bought a frame for a special picture. Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel. You prefer to watch than participate. You have dark skin. You have dated 5 or more people. You have been told you are a cool person. You have been told you are a scary person. You are doing this post because you are bored.

Emotional bolding. Anger/Irritability/Frustration :

Happiness/Excitement :

Sadness/Depression/Loneliness :

#quiz #questions #survey #bored

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randomconnections · 7 years ago

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Skagit County Garage Sale

I’ve been looking in papers and online to see if this part of Washington has the equivalent of the flea markets I like to visit in South Carolina. So far I’ve struck out. I know they are called “swap meets” on this side of the continent, but I still haven’t found a permanent market like the Anderson Jockey Lot or the Pickens Flea Market. Today I got pretty close. Laura and I visited the annual “World’s Greatest Garage Sale” at the Skagit County Fairgrounds.

The “World’s Greatest Garage Sale” is held twice a year in the fall and spring. It spans two days, Friday and Saturday. I asked Duff which day would be best, and his response was that, like any good yard sale, the best stuff is at the beginning of the sale. Friday morning I got a few chores done around the house and planned to head over soon after its opening. Laura decided she wanted to come along, too, and I’m very glad she did, for reasons I’ll explain later.

We drove through downtown Mount Vernon until we reached the Skagit County Fairgrounds. Last time we were here was a couple of years ago with Duff and Linda for the Skagit County Fair, held in mid-August. After stumbling around a bit we found parking and paid our entrance fee, another difference between this and southern flea markets.

There were a few booths and vendors set up outside, but most were set up in the fairground buildings. This made for an odd configuration. The Skagit Fair is an old-fashioned agricultural fair. The buildings have stalls and cages for animals, so the vendors had to setup in front of and around the stuff that was already there.

As for the the vendors, it had more of a flea market feel than garage sale, as advertised. In our home area there are a few casual sellers, but most seem to have permanent, or at least regular booths and are set up week after week in the same spot. I got that same feeling from the vendors here. They struck me as regular sellers rather than someone hoping to make some cash off of stuff in their garage.

Laura and I walked through all of the buildings looking at the wares. She said that this flea market didn’t make her uncomfortable like the Anderson Jockey Lot does. It did seem quite a bit more wholesome. There wasn’t the undercurrent of near illegality that seems to run through the Jockey Lot, nor was there the overwhelming displays of extremism – Confederacy, right-wing politics, and weird religious crap. I only saw one very subtle display of politics. Most of these just seemed to be antique dealers taking advantage of the venue.

There were a few food vendors set up around a stage area. One long guitarist was butchering a few songs on stage. As we walked through the food vendors the aromas tempted us, but we stayed on our course. There was one vendor advertising “Hawaiian BBQ” and I had to remind myself that in the west “barbecue” is a verb, not a noun. It’s a way of cooking, rather than a cuisine unto itself. (I guess the exception is to reference a grill as a “barbecue.”) That’s one more southern delicacy I’ll probably not find in abundance up here.

The most impressive building on the grounds was the central pavilion. We entered through the side and passed into a large space with bleachers along the sides. Although shaped like a large barn, the building felt more like a cathedral with its tall open spaces. Vendors were set up along aisle in the spaces inside.

While the items for sale were interesting, for the most part nothing reached out to us saying “buy me.” Part of this was that we had a whole house full of items as part of the estate with which to deal. We’re trying to get rid of stuff. We don’t need anything else, antique or otherwise.

There was one exception. Any vendor that had anything music-related caught my eye. The scary thing was that Laura was actually encouraging and helping me. She spotted a clarinet in a case and pointed it out to me. I had to tell her that I’d never really developed an interest in reed instruments. Guitars and accessories such as amps were another matter. We stopped and looked at several. I even looked at a few old violins similar to the one we found in her mom’s house. Not that I wanted to buy another one, but I wanted to get a feel for the value.

We were in our last building, and in the very back of that we found a guy selling lots of guitars and amplifiers.

I met the proprietor, Kelly, and he showed me some nice acoustic guitars. When I had mentioned the “Baby Taylor” and “Mini Martin” guitars to Laura after Wednesday’s guitar session, she took an interest in these smaller guitars as a back-up for my big Martin. She seemed more interested in the smaller folk guitars that Kelly was showing us. I picked up a nice Alvarez guitar very much like the first guitar I ever bought. It had a great tone and excellent action. Kelly started playing some E-minor blues. I picked up another guitar and joined him. We had a full-blown jam session going, and other vendors and visitors were enjoying it.

I chatted with Kelly a bit. He had played in bands a long time ago and most of these guitars and amps were from his personal collection. He also had an old Korg DW6000 and a Yamaha RX drum machine, both of which I own. We had lots in common and seemed to hit it off. As for the Alvarez guitar, Laura said that it had “stories to tell” and told me to buy it. So after haggling with Kelly a bit and getting a case thrown in, I did just that.

Had I been by myself I probably would have just jammed with Kelly and kept going without buying anything. Now I’m very glad Laura was there. I playing most of the afternoon and evening when I got home. The scary thing is that it plays better than my big expensive Martin guitar. And for the curious, the Alvarez is an RF010 Regent Folk model, with mahogany back and sides and a spruce top, probably made sometime around 2009. The case isn’t a great fit, and I may replace it with a padded gig bag at some point, but it will do for now.

Having made a big purchase we left the fairgrounds and headed downtown to look for lunch. I’d used all the cash I had on me for the guitar, so we needed some place inexpensive(ish). We’ve been looking for a non-fast food place to get a good burger at a reasonable price. While we’ve found some good burgers, most will set you back $15. Dining out has been expensive up here. We found a place called the Lunchbox Diner in town. They have a special on Fridays – $6 for a burger and fries. I think we found our place.

Oddly enough, we didn’t order the special. We’d had burgers for lunch the day before, so we filed that bit of information away for our next visit. Instead, Laura got a BLT and I got a Reuben. I think I’d been suffering from sauerkraut deficiency since coming up here.

But our day wasn’t done…

While we were in town we had to run by the grocery store to get anything we might have on our list. This time we also got the makings for a pizza for dinner, so no place will deliver out to the island. But what Laura really wanted while we were in town was pumpkins. There had long been a tradition of putting small pumpkins on the fence posts at the house. One of my first Flickr photos was have just such a thing, taken with an early Nikon S1 point and shoot back in 2005.

Amy had given us strict instructions that we had to put pumpkins on the fence posts this year. Laura found the address for Schuh Farms, so we set off in that directions.

Schuh Farms, just west of Mount Vernon, had fields of pumpkins. Their retail venue had just about any size, shape, and color of pumpkin imaginable.

They also had a large selection of gourds, also in a wide variety of shapes and colors.

They had a smaller selection of vegetables. These were mostly root vegetables, including “ugly” carrots, potatoes, onions, and garlic. They also had the largest cabbage heads I think I’ve ever seen.

Laura bought enough small pumpkins for the fence posts, plus a selection of gourds for decorations. We added one small loaf of pumpkin bread, and were still able to escape for under $15.

The pumpkins went on the fence as soon as we got home. We made our pizza, watched a movie, and enjoyed another spectacular sunset on the island. It was a good day.

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m0rgansux · 7 years ago

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I like where I’m at right now. My feet are freezing. I hate feeling awkward. I love driving on country roads. I love driving fast, too. I currently have a cold. I have a crush. No, it’s more than a crush. I always wondered what it’d be like to start over, where no one knew me. I go on Yahoo Answers. I get nostalgic every once in awhile. I really don’t like my father. My mother is one of my best friends though. I don’t mind when people stare at me. No, it’s annoying as fuck. I can’t stand people who are extremely selfish. A Change Of Pace is a good band. I have gotten a new phone within the past month. I want to go to Florida soon. Peach Snapple iced tea is the best. I wrote books when I was younger. I’m really creative, especially when I apply myself. I use Facebook a lot more now than I used to. I’m constantly told I’m beautiful, but I still sometimes don’t believe it. One of my friends came out as gay this year. I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t have someone. I’m way too quiet, and I wish I could change. I need to party. Music and books are my favorite. I love everything about the fall. I always smell really good. My hair looks nice today. I have long fingernails. I’ve kissed a Ryan, Mike, or Justin. I’ve been in love with a Josh, Christian, or Scott. I envy no one. I’m going to an amusement park soon. For a halloween-related thing. I don’t like beer. I don’t like soda. I’ve worn a turtle neck in the past year. I wear them often. Outspoken is something I’m not. I express myself through quotes and lyrics. Photography is beautiful. There’s beauty in everything, you just gotta find it. I ordered a pizza recently. Tonight, actually. I wish I could have a whole new batch of friends. Even though I do love the ones I have now. My nose is stuffy. I like orange juice. And sandwich wraps. I love cozy nights at home. I like playing Hebi. Apples to Apples is fun. I have to start applying for jobs. I really need one. Ahhh life is changing fast. I tend to drive a little bit over the speed limit. My razor only has two blades. My keyboard is black. I use my friends as arm rests and pillows. My favorite number is odd. My favorite number is a single digit. I love having butterflies in my stomach. The last makeup I wore was eyeliner. I’d love to have a winter wedding. I’m really ticklish. I have a facial piercing. I’d only get a tattoo that has significant meaning to me. My boyfriend is taller than I am. My school has a shitty football team. I play Pet Society on Facebook. All politicians are the same, in my opinion. I can’t eat sushi with a fork or else it feels awkward. I’ve never been to New Mexico. I’d definitely consider adoption if I couldn’t have my own children. I like plain-colored t-shirts. Horror movies don’t really scare me. I have a decent vocabulary. Lord of the Rings doesn’t appeal to me. I don’t play any sports. I prefer orange juice to apple juice. I like my toast with butter and jelly. I love cream cheese. I have a celebrity crush. I get frequent headaches. I can play a little piano. My boyfriend drives an Asian car. And so do I. I WANT MORE PIERCINGS. My favorite fruit is a type of berry. I miss somebody right now. Some of my friends live far away. I can burp out the alphabet. I love breadsticks. I can count to ten in at least two languages. I’d love to have a pet owl. I prefer dogs to cats. I only wear actual perfume on special occasions. But I wear body spray on a daily basis. I have pictures of my sibling/s on my phone.

[Family]

My brother’s name starts with a D. Neither of my grandfathers are alive. I look more like my mother than my father. Both my parents are in a serious relationship. (I mean....they’re married.... do u mean other than that) I am the youngest of three children. I am the only girl. My mom’s mom is NOT your typical grandmother. I don’t really like my cousins. I have less than five cousins. I’ve shown up at a family party while under the influence.

[Religion & Politics]

[Food]

[Sex, Love & Relationships]

I’ve been told that I was a nine out of ten at giving head. A guy has cheated on his girlfriend with me. I’ve never been cheated on. (my twitter bf flirted with another girl does that count) I had my first kiss when I was fifteen. I lost my virginity in the woods. My best friend lost her virginity a week after me. In the same place I did. I’ve been in the same room as someone having sex. I would rather be on the bottom.

[Music]

[School]

[Beauty & Hygiene]

[Smoking, Drinking & Drugs]

[Random]

My nails are pink right now. Going to bed at midnight is very early for me. I could never date a guy that didn’t make me laugh. I have a jar of peanut butter in my room right now. I wear sunglasses a lot. Gogurt is really good in the freezer. I’ve been in Hollister, but I don’t own anything from there. Purple is my favorite color. There is no such thing as an ugly color. I need more pens. day or night bed or couch or floor boots or converse or flip flops UK or US paper book or e-book facebook or twitter or tumblr TV or music sunrise or sunset groups or one/two people or alone concerts or watching on TV or CD sci-fi or horror or rom com computer or pen and paper fiction or non sun or rain or wind big spoon or little spoon or both gold or silver or bronze heavy metal or country coffee or tea or hot chocolate hug or kiss car or motorbike or bicycle liquor or wine cop or robber fly or swim or run ant or dec disney or marvel burial or cremation or viking chess or draughts cold or warm new or old long hair or short hair or no hair You don’t eat dairy. You work best at night time. You take a selfie almost every day. You laugh at the end of your sentences. You wink at people. You hate being tickled. You want to travel the world in a boat. You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon. Your hair is fluffy sometimes. Your hair is sleek. Your hair is an artificial colour. You get takeout at least once per week. You dislike the general public. You have been caught sleepwalking. You sleep with a plushie. You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting. You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper. You draw hearts on top of your i’s. You have watched an episode of My Little Pony. You have a crush on someone who knows you. You keep plants in your room. You collect music CDs. You take vitamin supplements. You read mostly non-fiction. You go on Tumblr every day without fail. You have published a YouTube video. You have a fandom blog. You have eaten Pocky. You can play the cello. You can play the harp. You prefer vampires to zombies. You prefer zombies to vampires. You have been described as naive. You have been described as suspicious. You have had a stalker. You like going to school. You have a pear-shaped body. You have an apple-shaped body. You have sensitive teeth. You like your job. You have a slow internet connection. Your phone is not a touch phone. You are the dominant one in the relationship. You like watercolour painting. You like playing the drums. You are scared of loud noises. You eat food in your bed. You are shy but not quiet. You are quiet but not shy. You plan a lot of parties. You have an alter ego. You are good with money. You are afraid of intimacy. You normally have dinner after 8pm. You normally wear high heels. You have been grounded more than once. You have never seen Shrek. You have won a trophy. Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint. Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry. You are good at sports. You have a skin care routine. You are a D-cup or larger. You have long legs and arms. You add ketchup to everything. You have an anime figurine. You have danced and not cared who saw it. You want to go into outer space. You want to rule the world. You constantly hurt somewhere.

You are scared of mice. You are scared of horses. You are scared of butterflies. You have one or more moles on your face. You are good with children. You have learning difficulties. You drink at least 7 pints of water per day. You want to be a singer in a band. You have bought a frame for a special picture. Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel. You prefer to watch than participate. You have dark skin. You have dated 5 or more people. You have been told you are a cool person. You have been told you are a scary person. You are doing this post because you are bored.

Emotional bolding. Anger/Irritability/Frustration :

You get irritable quite often.

When you get frustrated, you’d rather be alone.

You’ve been so angry you’ve blacked out.

You break things when you’re angry.

You’ve hit someone when you were angry.

You’ve actually punched someone before.

People in general make you angry.

It takes a lot to calm you down when you’re mad.

You get irritable when you PMS.

You get irritable when you’re tired or over tired.

You wake up grumpy all the time.

You bottle your anger up inside.

If someone pisses you off, you don’t care who they are, you’ll let them know, in some way, that they made you angry.

Happiness/Excitement :

Sometimes you’re happy for no reason at all.

You are generally a happy, optimistic person.

The small things in life make you happy. There are many people in your life that make you happy. You know exactly how to make yourself happy.

You can turn (almost) any negative situation into a positive one.

You get complimented on your smile a lot.

You laugh very, very often.

When you’re happy, it doesn’t take a lot to make you mad/upset/sad again.

Sometimes you get so happy that that you actually feel lighter (physically.)

You try your hardest to be happy, no matter what life throws at you.

Out of every bad thing in life comes something good.

You cry “tears of joy” fairly often.

It doesn’t take a lot to get you excited.

People have told you your entire face lightens up when you smile.

Sadness/Depression/Loneliness :

You’ve been diagnosed with depression (this includes in the past).

When you get depressed, you often feel drained and exhausted.

You like to be alone when you’re sad.

You cry a lot when you’re sad.

When you are down, you like others to cheer you up.

Thinking of the future gives you a sort of depressing feeling at times.

When you’re sad, you like to cheer yourself up.

You want to help other people going through depression, because you know how it feels.

When you’re depressed, you have trouble looking forward to/enjoying anything.

You went through depression in the past, but you still have those days.

You know how to control your depression now.

You hate when others act like they’re depressed and hurting just for the attention.

You know someone who intentionally hurt themselves just for attention.

You have anxiety.

You don’t have anxiety, but you know what it is.

You have more than one legitimate phobia.

You’ve had more than one severe panic attack before.

You are sort of afraid to develop an anxiety disorder.

You have actually physically hurt yourself (by accident) somehow, while you were having a panic attack.

Anxiety sometimes disrupts your sleeping habits.

You have social anxiety.

You have generalized anxiety disorder.

You sometimes enjoy the thrill of adrenaline.

People don’t always understand your disorder.

Not a lot of people know you have anxiety. You know more than five people (personally) that have anxiety.

Someone you know has tried to say they have anxiety when you knew for a fact they didn’t.

Even though you don’t have panic attacks, you feel the beginning effects of them daily, or almost daily. Sometimes your anxiety makes you feel like you’re slightly “crazy”, so you have trouble talking about it/explaining it to people.

#bold #survey #bold survey

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flirting-with-psychology · 8 years ago

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I like where I’m at right now. My feet are freezing. I hate feeling awkward. I love driving on country roads. I love driving fast, too. I currently have a cold. I have a crush. No, it’s more than a crush. (maybe) I always wondered what it’d be like to start over, where no one knew me. I go on Yahoo Answers. I get nostalgic every once in awhile. I really don’t like my father. My mother is one of my best friends though. I don’t mind when people stare at me. No, it’s annoying as fuck. I can’t stand people who are extremely selfish. A Change Of Pace is a good band. I have gotten a new phone within the past month. I want to go to Florida soon. (only for Harry Potter World) Peach Snapple iced tea is the best. I wrote books when I was younger. I’m really creative, especially when I apply myself. I use Facebook a lot more now than I used to. I’m constantly told I’m beautiful, but I still sometimes don’t believe it. One of my friends came out as gay this year. I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t have someone. I’m way too quiet, and I wish I could change. I need to party. Music and books are my favorite. I love everything about the fall. I always smell really good. My hair looks nice today. I have long fingernails. I’ve kissed a Ryan, Mike, or Justin. I’ve been in love with a Josh, Christian, or Scott. I envy no one. I’m going to an amusement park soon. For a halloween-related thing. I don’t like beer. I don’t like soda. I’ve worn a turtle neck in the past year. I wear them often. Outspoken is something I’m not. I express myself through quotes and lyrics. Photography is beautiful. There’s beauty in everything, you just gotta find it. I ordered a pizza recently. Tonight, actually. I wish I could have a whole new batch of friends. Even though I do love the ones I have now. My nose is stuffy. I like orange juice. And sandwich wraps. I love cozy nights at home. I like playing Hebi. Apples to Apples is fun. I have to start applying for jobs. I really need one. Ahhh life is changing fast. I tend to drive a little bit over the speed limit. My razor only has two blades. My keyboard is black. I use my friends as arm rests and pillows. My favorite number is odd. My favorite number is a single digit. I love having butterflies in my stomach. The last makeup I wore was eyeliner. I’d love to have a winter wedding. I’m really ticklish. I have a facial piercing. I’d only get a tattoo that has significant meaning to me. My boyfriend is taller than I am. My school has a shitty football team. I play Pet Society on Facebook. All politicians are the same, in my opinion. I can’t eat sushi with a fork or else it feels awkward. I’ve never been to New Mexico. I’d definitely consider adoption if I couldn’t have my own children. I like plain-colored t-shirts. Horror movies don’t really scare me. I have a decent vocabulary. Lord of the Rings doesn’t appeal to me. I don’t play any sports. I prefer orange juice to apple juice. I like my toast with butter and jelly. I love cream cheese. I have a celebrity crush. I get frequent headaches. I can play a little piano. My boyfriend drives an Asian car. And so do I. I WANT MORE PIERCINGS. My favorite fruit is a type of berry. I miss somebody right now. Some of my friends live far away. I can burp out the alphabet. I love breadsticks. I can count to ten in at least two languages. I’d love to have a pet owl. I prefer dogs to cats. I only wear actual perfume on special occasions. But I wear body spray on a daily basis. I have pictures of my sibling/s on my phone.

[Family]

My brother’s name starts with a D.

Neither of my grandfathers are alive.

I look more like my mother than my father.

Both my parents are in a serious relationship.

I am the youngest of three children.

I am the only girl.

My mom’s mom is NOT your typical grandmother.

I don’t really like my cousins.

I have less than five cousins.

I’ve shown up at a family party while under the influence.

[Religion & Politics]

I was raised Christian.

But I’m no longer a Christian.

I believe in God.

But I think the Bible is bullshit.

My beliefs aren’t influenced by people around me.

My dad is religious.

My mom tries to be, but who is she trying to fool? I hate church.

I wouldn’t have voted in the last election even if I was old enough.

I hate politics more than anything.

[Food]

I honestly never stop eating.

Chocolate + peanut butter = orgasmic.

I only eat Cains mayonnaise.

I’ve never eaten a fruit I didn’t like. I love cooked broccoli but not raw broccoli.

I love raw peppers but not cooked peppers.

I’ve gone a day or more without eating.

I crave chocolate on my period. (I just crave it always)

Pizza Hut has the best pizza around.

Cookies & Cream ice cream is one of my favorites.

[Sex, Love & Relationships]

I’ve been told that I was a nine out of ten at giving head.

A guy has cheated on his girlfriend with me.

I’ve never been cheated on.

I had my first kiss when I was fifteen.

I lost my virginity in the woods.

My best friend lost her virginity a week after me.

In the same place I did.

I’ve been in the same room as someone having sex.

I would rather be on the bottom.

[Music]

I download my music from LimeWire.

I love country.

I love old school rap.

I love alternative.

I have All Time Low’s new CD Nothing Personal.

And I love it.

I love to sing, but I suck horribly at it. I cannot play a musical instrument. I want to learn to play the drums.

I used to take piano lessons.

[School]

My GPA is between 2.0 and 3.0.

I took Algebra 1 in 8th grade, and again in 9th.

I’ve passed a class with a D-.

I don’t do my homework at home.

I prefer mechanical pencils.

I always do projects the night before they’re due.

I’m really smart but don’t always apply myself.

I text in school.

I’ve gotten my phone taken away in school.

[Beauty & Hygiene]

I straighten my hair often

On lazy days, I scrunch my hair to go out.

My only make-up necessity is mascara.

I like to wing my eyeliner.

I’d rather take a shower than a bath.

I’d rather use body wash than a bar of soap. I’d rather use a bath scrunchie than a washcloth.

My solution for make-up on lazy days: sunglasses.

I use the same routine every day in the shower.

[Smoking, Drinking & Drugs]

I smoke cigarettes.

I’ve gotten drunk within the past month.

I’ve smoked weed when by myself.

The first time I got high was on a holiday.

Marijuana should be legalized.

I have never and would never drink and drive.

I hate light beer.

My lighter is purple.

My favorite cigarettes are Turkish Silver or Camel Crush.

I’ve quit smoking but started again.

[Random]

My nails are pink right now.

Going to bed at midnight is very early for me.

I could never date a guy that didn’t make me laugh.

I have a jar of peanut butter in my room right now.

I wear sunglasses a lot. Gogurt is really good in the freezer. I’ve been in Hollister, but I don’t own anything from there.

Purple is my favorite color.

There is no such thing as an ugly color.

I need more pens.

day or night bed or couch or floor boots or converse or flip flops UK or US paper book or e-book facebook or twitter or tumblr TV or music sunrise or sunset groups or one/two people or alone concerts or watching on TV or CD sci-fi or horror or rom com (sci-fi books but rom-com movies) computer or pen and paper fiction or non sun or rain or wind big spoon or little spoon or both gold or silver or bronze heavy metal or country coffee or tea or hot chocolate hug or kiss car or motorbike or bicycle alcopop or spirit or wine cop or robber fly or swim or run ant or dec (what?) disney or marvel burial or cremation or viking chess or draughts cold or warm new or old long hair or short hair or no hair

You don’t eat dairy. You work best at night time. You take a selfie almost every day. You laugh at the end of your sentences. You wink at people. You hate being tickled. You want to travel the world in a boat. You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon. Your hair is fluffy sometimes. Your hair is sleek. Your hair is an artificial colour. You get takeout at least once per week. You dislike the general public. You have been caught sleepwalking. You sleep with a plushie. You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting. You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper. You draw hearts on top of your i’s. You have watched an episode of My Little Pony. You have a crush on someone who knows you. You keep plants in your room. You collect music CDs. You take vitamin supplements. You read mostly non-fiction. You go on Tumblr every day without fail. You have published a YouTube video. You have a fandom blog. You have eaten Pocky. You can play the cello. You can play the harp. You prefer vampires to zombies. You prefer zombies to vampires. You have been described as naive. You have been described as suspicious. You have had a stalker. You like going to school. You have a pear-shaped body. You have an apple-shaped body. You have sensitive teeth. You like your job. You have a slow internet connection. Your phone is not a touch phone. You are the dominant one in the relationship. You like watercolour painting. You like playing the drums. You are scared of loud noises. You eat food in your bed. You are shy but not quiet. You are quiet but not shy. You plan a lot of parties. You have an alter ego. You are good with money. You are afraid of intimacy. You normally have dinner after 8pm. You normally wear high heels. You have been grounded more than once. You have never seen Shrek. You have won a trophy. Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint. Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry. You are good at sports. You have a skin care routine. You are a D-cup or larger. You have long legs and arms. You add ketchup to everything. You have an anime figurine. You have danced and not cared who saw it. You want to go into outer space. You want to rule the world. You constantly hurt somewhere. You are scared of mice. You are scared of horses. You are scared of butterflies. You have one or more moles on your face. You are good with children. You have learning difficulties. You drink at least 7 pints of water per day. You want to be a singer in a band. You have bought a frame for a special picture. Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel. You prefer to watch than participate. You have dark skin. You have dated 5 or more people. You have been told you are a cool person. You have been told you are a scary person. You are doing this post because you are bored.

Emotional bolding. Anger/Irritability/Frustration :

You get irritable quite often.

When you get frustrated, you’d rather be alone.

You’ve been so angry you’ve blacked out.

You break things when you’re angry. (only occasionally. Mostly I slam or throw things that I know won’t break)

You’ve hit someone when you were angry.

You’ve actually punched someone before.

People in general make you angry.

It takes a lot to calm you down when you’re mad.

You get irritable when you PMS.

You get irritable when you’re tired or over tired.

You wake up grumpy all the time.

You bottle your anger up inside.

If someone pisses you off, you don’t care who they are, you’ll let them know, in some way, that they made you angry.

Happiness/Excitement :

Sometimes you’re happy for no reason at all.

You are generally a happy, optimistic person.

The small things in life make you happy. There are many people in your life that make you happy. You know exactly how to make yourself happy.

You can turn (almost) any negative situation into a positive one.

You get complimented on your smile a lot.

You laugh very, very often.

When you’re happy, it doesn’t take a lot to make you mad/upset/sad again.

Sometimes you get so happy that that you actually feel lighter (physically.)

You try your hardest to be happy, no matter what life throws at you.

Out of every bad thing in life comes something good.

You cry “tears of joy” fairly often.

It doesn’t take a lot to get you excited.

People have told you your entire face lightens up when you smile.

Sadness/Depression/Loneliness :

You’ve been diagnosed with depression (this includes in the past).

When you get depressed, you often feel drained and exhausted.

You like to be alone when you’re sad.

You cry a lot when you’re sad.

When you are down, you like others to cheer you up.

Thinking of the future gives you a sort of depressing feeling at times.

When you’re sad, you like to cheer yourself up.

You want to help other people going through depression, because you know how it feels.

When you’re depressed, you have trouble looking forward to/enjoying anything.

You went through depression in the past, but you still have those days.

You know how to control your depression now.

You hate when others act like they’re depressed and hurting just for the attention.

You know someone who intentionally hurt themselves just for attention.

You have anxiety.

You don’t have anxiety, but you know what it is.

You have more than one legitimate phobia.

You’ve had more than one severe panic attack before.

You are sort of afraid to develop an anxiety disorder.

You have actually physically hurt yourself (by accident) somehow, while you were having a panic attack.

Anxiety sometimes disrupts your sleeping habits.

You have social anxiety.

You have generalized anxiety disorder.

You sometimes enjoy the thrill of adrenaline.

People don’t always understand your disorder.

Not a lot of people know you have anxiety. You know more than five people (personally) that have anxiety.

Someone you know has tried to say they have anxiety when you knew for a fact they didn’t.

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[Family]

My brother’s name starts with a D.

Neither of my grandfathers are alive.

I look more like my mother than my father.

Both my parents are in a serious relationship.

I am the youngest of three children.

I am the only girl.

My mom’s mom is NOT your typical grandmother.

I don’t really like my cousins.

I have less than five cousins.

I’ve shown up at a family party while under the influence.

[Religion & Politics]

I was raised Christian.

But I’m no longer a Christian.

I believe in God.

But I think the Bible is bullshit.

My beliefs aren’t influenced by people around me.

My dad is religious.

My mom tries to be, but who is she trying to fool? I hate church.

I wouldn’t have voted in the last election even if I was old enough.

I hate politics more than anything.

[Food]

I honestly never stop eating.

Chocolate + peanut butter = orgasmic.

I only eat Cains mayonnaise.

I’ve never eaten a fruit I didn’t like. I love cooked broccoli but not raw broccoli.

I love raw peppers but not cooked peppers.

I’ve gone a day or more without eating.

I crave chocolate on my period.

Pizza Hut has the best pizza around.

Cookies & Cream ice cream is one of my favorites.

[Sex, Love & Relationships]

I’ve been told that I was a nine out of ten at giving head.

A guy has cheated on his girlfriend with me.

I’ve never been cheated on.

I had my first kiss when I was fifteen.

I lost my virginity in the woods.

My best friend lost her virginity a week after me.

In the same place I did.

I’ve been in the same room as someone having sex.

I would rather be on the bottom.

[Music]

I download my music from LimeWire.

I love country.

I love old school rap.

I love alternative.

I have All Time Low’s new CD Nothing Personal.

And I love it.

I love to sing, but I suck horribly at it. I cannot play a musical instrument. I want to learn to play the drums.

I used to take piano lessons.

[School]

My GPA is between 2.0 and 3.0.

I took Algebra 1 in 8th grade, and again in 9th.

I’ve passed a class with a D-.

I don’t do my homework at home.

I prefer mechanical pencils.

I always do projects the night before they’re due.

I’m really smart but don’t always apply myself.

I text in school.

I’ve gotten my phone taken away in school.

[Beauty & Hygiene]

I straighten my hair often.

On lazy days, I scrunch my hair to go out.

My only make-up necessity is mascara.

I like to wing my eyeliner.

I’d rather take a shower than a bath.

I’d rather use body wash than a bar of soap. I’d rather use a bath scrunchie than a washcloth.

My solution for make-up on lazy days: sunglasses.

I use the same routine every day in the shower.

[Smoking, Drinking & Drugs]

I smoke cigarettes.

I’ve gotten drunk within the past month.

I’ve smoked weed when by myself.

The first time I got high was on a holiday.

Marijuana should be legalized.

I have never and would never drink and drive.

I hate light beer.

My lighter is purple.

My favorite cigarettes are Turkish Silver or Camel Crush.

I’ve quit smoking but started again.

[Random]

My nails are pink right now.

Going to bed at midnight is very early for me.

I could never date a guy that didn’t make me laugh.

I have a jar of peanut butter in my room right now.

I wear sunglasses a lot. Gogurt is really good in the freezer. I’ve been in Hollister, but I don’t own anything from there.

Purple is my favorite color.

There is no such thing as an ugly color.

I need more pens.

day or night bed or couch or floor boots or converse or flip flops UK or US paper book or e-book facebook or twitter or tumblr TV or music sunrise or sunset groups or one/two people or alone concerts or watching on TV or CD sci-fi or horror or rom com computer or pen and paper fiction or non sun or rain or wind big spoon or little spoon or both gold or silver or bronze heavy metal or country coffee or tea or hot chocolate hug or kiss car or motorbike or bicycle alcopop or spirit or wine cop or robber fly or swim or run ant or dec disney or marvel burial or cremation or viking chess or draughts cold or warm new or old long hair or short hair or no hair

You don’t eat dairy. You work best at night time. You take a selfie almost every day. You laugh at the end of your sentences. You wink at people. You hate being tickled. You want to travel the world in a boat. You want to travel the world in a hippie wagon. Your hair is fluffy sometimes. Your hair is sleek. Your hair is an artificial colour. You get takeout at least once per week. You dislike the general public. You have been caught sleepwalking. You sleep with a plushie. You have eaten an entire block of cheese in one sitting. You have eaten a red hot chilli pepper. You draw hearts on top of your i’s. You have watched an episode of My Little Pony. You have a crush on someone who knows you. You keep plants in your room. You collect music CDs. You take vitamin supplements. You read mostly non-fiction. You go on Tumblr every day without fail. You have published a YouTube video. You have a fandom blog. You have eaten Pocky. You can play the cello. You can play the harp. You prefer vampires to zombies. You prefer zombies to vampires. You have been described as naive. You have been described as suspicious. You have had a stalker. You like going to school. You have a pear-shaped body. You have an apple-shaped body. You have sensitive teeth. You like your job. You have a slow internet connection. Your phone is not a touch phone. You are the dominant one in the relationship. You like watercolour painting. You like playing the drums. You are scared of loud noises. You eat food in your bed. You are shy but not quiet. You are quiet but not shy. You plan a lot of parties. You have an alter ego. You are good with money. You are afraid of intimacy. You normally have dinner after 8pm. You normally wear high heels. You have been grounded more than once. You have never seen Shrek. You have won a trophy. Your favourite ice cream flavour is mint. Your favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Your favourite ice cream flavour is strawberry. You are good at sports. You have a skin care routine. You are a D-cup or larger. You have long legs and arms. You add ketchup to everything. You have an anime figurine. You have danced and not cared who saw it. You want to go into outer space. You want to rule the world. You constantly hurt somewhere. You are scared of mice. You are scared of horses. You are scared of butterflies. You have one or more moles on your face. You are good with children. You have learning difficulties. You drink at least 7 pints of water per day. You want to be a singer in a band. (i am ) You have bought a frame for a special picture. Your favourite Disney Princess isn’t Belle, Ariel or Rapunzel. You prefer to watch than participate. You have dark skin. You have dated 5 or more people. You have been told you are a cool person. You have been told you are a scary person. You are doing this post because you are bored.

Emotional bolding. Anger/Irritability/Frustration :

You get irritable quite often.

When you get frustrated, you’d rather be alone.

You’ve been so angry you’ve blacked out.

You break things when you’re angry.

You’ve hit someone when you were angry.

You’ve actually punched someone before.

People in general make you angry.

It takes a lot to calm you down when you’re mad.

You get irritable when you PMS.

You get irritable when you’re tired or over tired.

You wake up grumpy all the time.

You bottle your anger up inside.

If someone pisses you off, you don’t care who they are, you’ll let them know, in some way, that they made you angry.

Happiness/Excitement :

Sometimes you’re happy for no reason at all.

You are generally a happy, optimistic person.

The small things in life make you happy. There are many people in your life that make you happy. You know exactly how to make yourself happy.

You can turn (almost) any negative situation into a positive one.

You get complimented on your smile a lot.

You laugh very, very often.

When you’re happy, it doesn’t take a lot to make you mad/upset/sad again.

Sometimes you get so happy that that you actually feel lighter (physically.)

You try your hardest to be happy, no matter what life throws at you.

Out of every bad thing in life comes something good.

You cry “tears of joy” fairly often.

It doesn’t take a lot to get you excited.

People have told you your entire face lightens up when you smile.

Sadness/Depression/Loneliness :

You’ve been diagnosed with depression (this includes in the past).

When you get depressed, you often feel drained and exhausted.

You like to be alone when you’re sad.

You cry a lot when you’re sad.

When you are down, you like others to cheer you up.

Thinking of the future gives you a sort of depressing feeling at times.

When you’re sad, you like to cheer yourself up.

You want to help other people going through depression, because you know how it feels.

When you’re depressed, you have trouble looking forward to/enjoying anything.

You went through depression in the past, but you still have those days.

You know how to control your depression now.

You hate when others act like they’re depressed and hurting just for the attention.

You know someone who intentionally hurt themselves just for attention.

You have anxiety.

You don’t have anxiety, but you know what it is.

You have more than one legitimate phobia.

You’ve had more than one severe panic attack before.

You are sort of afraid to develop an anxiety disorder.

You have actually physically hurt yourself (by accident) somehow, while you were having a panic attack.

Anxiety sometimes disrupts your sleeping habits.

You have social anxiety.

You have generalized anxiety disorder.

You sometimes enjoy the thrill of adrenaline.

People don’t always understand your disorder.

Not a lot of people know you have anxiety. You know more than five people (personally) that have anxiety.

Someone you know has tried to say they have anxiety when you knew for a fact they didn’t.

#me #survey

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