Should be dancing --

[eleneta]

Meme stealing:
Ask me up to five questions about absolutely anything and I will answer them as truthfully as I can.

Unicorn Star:
Is a silly name for a magazine.  However, it's better than Unicron Star (which is theoretically a star wars joke?) though not quite as cool as Bug-Eyed Magazine.  It's name keeps switching around.  But we worked on the

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[eleneta]

yup. scifi/fantasy. should be interesting.

kiffles are wonderful cookie/pastry things that my great-aunt used to make that I never get anymore. (something like this: http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,1818,159165-234207,00.html though you can use apricot or other flavors instead of walnuts)

1) Um... it made my shoulders bigger. *evades the question* Alright. It's made me a more efficient person, a person who (eventually) got more tolerant because thrashing anger out on the water makes it go away, and eventually it's just not there. It's made me a person who usually has something stuck in my head - disney song, musical, christian rock, Billy Joel... - and who realizes that what you get out of something is what you put in.

2) (only 1? eep). I'd have to say another family.

3) I procrastinate like there's no tomorrow, and then I have to rush to get work done, but (see number one) I am relatively efficient, so it works out. Also, I read fast.

4) Um... there are very few flowers I dislike? Seriously, though, probably daffodils. They're just so cheerful.

5) Yes - how far back are we calling childhood?

[golgibody]

Sounds like a lot of fun.

I've probably had them and just didn't know what they were called.

1) Interesting. I find that people who've spent a lot of time doing some kind of sport are partly who they are because of it. Myself included, so.

2) Aww. . . that's cute.

3) Ohhhh, procrastination. I'm a terribly slow reader myself, and I don't have a good enough attention span to focus on a book for a long time, even one I like. Alas.

4) ME TOO! I love all cheerfully colored flowers that signify spring.

5) Whatever you feel like sharing.

[eleneta]

1) I mean, yes, I think it's really formative. Wonder what someone who never did a sport uses instead to define themselves?

2) XD true, though. I have Posfe, I have my swimmers (here, not so much at EHS) and I have my hall. Lots and lots of surrogate families. If I'm allowed to go for more than one... it's a help to self-confidence, to mellowing out, to realizing that even with the time taken out to do this, everything else will still get done.

3) This is sad. I feel like my focus occasionally is the same as zooming through, and I don't know I always get as much out of a book as I could. But... I can't stop.

4) I have pansies growing in my room right now :) stole them from the swimmer banquet. but going outside... it's glorious. the magnolia trees are all exploding beauty

5) ummmmm.

[golgibody]

1) Everyone has some part of their life that defines them.

2) I think being able to accomplish something is a definite boost to self-confidence. I could use some of that these days.

3) Yeah, when I read I do it very carefully and focus very intently on what I'm reading, which is why I can't keep it up as long.

4) Ooh, pretty! We're just getting our first flowers here, crocuses and snowdrops and other bulbs.

5) Oh, come on.

[eleneta]

5) Why my Dad got kicked out of the carpool:
We used to carpool to swim practice, especially on Saturday mornings. Erin would come over, and we'd pile into the minivan (which was blue at the time, but the precursor to the car I learned to drive on). And go to practice. Well, there came this little thing called books. And Allison would get engrossed in something Saturday morning (this is back in the time when it wasn't difficult for me to get up, just to move from my nice comfy bed where my books are), and put off throwing her swimsuit on until the last minute. Well, when the Fischers were driving, I was usually pretty good about getting ready on time; I knew it wouldn't do to make them wait. But when Dad was driving... it wasn't such a big deal. So he would holler for me to get down to the car. Well, one day I was actually on time - and Erin and I were chattering about something or other. Dad yelled at both of us... and my Dad can be loud. So Erin runs home crying. We (mysteriously) stopped getting invited for rides.

5th Grade: Abby and I got yelled at for drawing dragons in class. I cried.

4th Grade: I threw up all over the my teacher's bean-bag chair. Also wrote a song for a class project and wasn't able to perform it above a whisper.

Hmm. these are getting gross.

[golgibody]

Rofl. None of those are too bad, though maybe they were really embarrassing at the time. I have worse ones.

[eleneta]

do share!