witty banter. the conscious exception of capital letters.
I'd like to meet:
If I don't already know you,
I might ignore you.
Don't take it personally,
I just got grounded for a long time when I was thirteen for talking to strangers on the internet. It was scarring.
You scored as Popular Bitch.
Athletic Tomboy
75%
Popular Bitch
75%
Slut
63%
Nerdy Girl
56%
Hippy
44%
Loser
13%
Preppy Girl
13%
Goth
0%
What type of girl are you?!!
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TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey Name:
Erin Birthday:
Seven Eleven Birthplace:
Portland, Oregon Current Location:
NYC Eye Color:
Blue Hair Color:
Blonde Height:
5'8.5". 5'9" on a tall day. Right Handed or Left Handed:
Righty. Your Heritage:
Swedish and Macedonian. A few other things thrown in there, but yeah, mostly Viking and Alexander the Greatness The Shoes You Wore Today:
Asics, then heels, then back to Asics, then none. Your Weakness:
Baby animals, little babies, pretty dresses,...the container store... Your Fears:
Being in deep deep water, sometimes big waterfalls, large dams, people I love dying. Your Perfect Pizza:
Cheese with big tomatoes, spinach, and broccoli. I pick off all the toppings and cheese and then usually don't eat the rest. Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:
Financial Independence Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:
jahglhasghlasbhrsahdfjljasngerlhg!!!!!!! Thoughts First Waking Up:
Hooray!!! ::as sunshine dust shoots out both ears:: Your Best Physical Feature:
I have big bright expressive eyes, a big smile, and high cheekbones. I'd say face. Your Bedtime:
I'll say it because everyone else has, and it's true: I'll sleep when I'm dead. Your Most Missed Memory:
Believing in Santa Claus. Specifically, believing that the elderly fellow with the rather shortly cropped beard that was ahead of my mom and me in line at a cafe at some mall in California was Santa Claus. It was summer and I was four at the time, so I thought he was the real Santa Claus because he was all incognito...but really I thought every old man with a beard was Santa Claus. He was ordering a sandwich or something and my mom bent down and told me that, indeed, he was the real Santa Claus, because the real Santa Claus trims his beard in the summer because his face gets hot. Anyway, so get this: the random guy ahead of us in line heard all this, and then changed his order last minute, forget the sandwich, to just milk and chocolate chip cookies, which he blatantly flourished as he turned, paused to wink at me, and walked away. I was scared so shitless that I was good for a week. But that memory is so precious, how's that for Christmas spirit? That guy rules. I hope he either really was the real Santa Claus or has a bajllion dollars right now. Welp, one bout of nostalgia leads to another, and that day we were getting me some awesome new keds and sandals from stride rite; slip-ons with pastel-rainbow elastic bands and saltwater sandals. I lived in saltwater sandals. Pepsi or Coke:
Um, Obviously Dr. Pepper from the beach picture. I think they should buy that image off of me, wouldn't it make a great ad? I am anti-Pepsi. MacDonalds or Burger King:
Neither. Gross. Single or Group Dates:
Single. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:
Neither. That's a weird dumb question. Now I know who's really reading these surveys. If they really want to know they can pay me to be in a focus group. Chocolate or Vanilla:
Chocolate. Vanilla is plain. Too plain. Cappuccino or Coffee:
Cappuccino. Do you Smoke:
No and No. Do you Swear:
Like a Sailor. Do you Sing:
Like a bird. A really loud bird that sometimes cries. Do you Shower Daily:
But of course. Have you Been in Love:
Yes... I think. Do you want to go to College:
Grad School, maybe. Do you want to get Married:
Yes. And I will have lots of babies BABIES!!!! A long long long time from now. Do you belive in yourself:
Sometimes. Do you get Motion Sickness:
After living in NYC for four years and becoming dehabituated to the feeling of being in a car, yes. Do you think you are Attractive:
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmyes. Not all the time, though. Are you a Health Freak:
In training. Do you get along with your Parents:
My Dad, yes, most of the time. My Mom, well...it's complicated. Do you like Thunderstorms:
I LOVE thunderstorms. Do you play an Instrument:
Nope. In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:
Yup. In the past month have you Smoked:
Yup. Three packs, but I only inhaled thrice. How doooooes she do it? In the past month have you been on Drugs:
nosir. In the past month have you gone on a Date:
yessir. In the past month have you gone to a Mall:
No. No malls. In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:
No, but this makes me want them, and now I think I will. In the past month have you eaten Sushi:
ooooooh yes. Many a time. I'm going to turn into a sushi. In the past month have you been on Stage:
No, but I've been on-set, woooooooooo! In the past month have you been Dumped:
No. This survey is clearly for Junior High School students. In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:
Not yet. In the past month have you Stolen Anything:
I don't steal. I stole once from a Claire's in Idaho and I felt so bad that I wrote an apology note and returned it the next day. My conscience is a powerful a force to be reckoned with. Kicks the shit out of my ego any day. Ever been Drunk:
My entire freshmen year of college. Ever been called a Tease:
Not to my face. Ever been Beaten up:
My brother kicked me in the eye with cleats on once and gave me a huge shiner, but then I really scratched him good Ever Shoplifted:
Falls under the whole bully conscience thing. How do you want to Die:
I don't want to die. What do you want to be when you Grow Up:
IIIIIIII won't grow up! What country would you most like to Visit:
Greece. In a Boy/Girl.. Favourite Eye Color:
The eye color of the person that is my favourite, at the time. Favourite Hair Color:
Not Blonde. Yes, sadly that gene will be demolished. Short or Long Hair:
Not too short, not too long. Height:
Taller than me, but not so tall that it's not a perfect fit. Weight:
Normal. Not scrawny lanky, but not muscle-y steroidsy ew. Best Clothing Style:
He doesn't really think about it. He just won't wear anything that he thinks will make people think he's gay. Number of Drugs I have taken:
4 Number of CDs I own:
Just two. I have Epod. Number of Piercings:
two, one on each ear. Number of Tattoos:
zero. Number of things in my Past I Regret:
I regret nothing. CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!
