CLOTHES: my daily uniform: jeans, faded shirt, jacket
>MOOD: bored as fuck
>MUSIC: No Surprises - Radiohead
>TASTE: chapped and cracked lips
>HAIR: mussed. No time to fix it this morning
>ANNOYANCE: the slow connection on the T-1 in the library
>FAVOURITE ARTIST: M.C. Escher. Or Ryland. Or Carly, for that matter.
>DESKTOP PICTURE: My MS Paint Plywoo. It kicks the ass.
>FAVOURITE GROUP: Radiohead.
>BOOK YOU ARE READING: Slaughterhouse 5.
>CD IN PLAYER: My "Best of" Radiohead mix
>REFRESHMENT: My bag lunch.
>WORRY: That I'm not going to succeed. That I'll starve in an alleyway somewhere, because I'm a loser jackass like that.
>-L A S T . P E R S O N...-
>YOU TOUCHED: Kate.
>YOU TALKED TO: Kyle. He was trying to babble at me about the accepted scientific beliefs regarding Time Travel. I wasn't really able to follow him, this morning I could barely tie my shoes.
>HUGGED: Kate.
>YOU INSTANT MESSAGED: Carly.
>YOU YELLED AT: Really yelled? I can't remember that far back. Got mad at? Probably my mom.
>FAVORITE
>FOOD: anything edible. How about Sushi? That's an answer. Sushi.
>DRINK: Orange Drink at cast party.
>COLOR: green
>ALBUM: Hell Freezes Over - the Eagles. Seriously. There's not a bad song on the entire album.
>SHOES: My old steel-toed sneakers. They were so awesome.
>CANDY: Bottlecaps
>ANIMAL: My cat, who thinks he's a tiger. Literally.
>MOVIE: Don't ask. Too many to list. How's about Memento?
>DANCE: The Bottle Dance.
>SONG: Climbing Up The Walls - Radiohead
>VEGETABLE: Cabbage.
>FRUIT: Pineapples.
>CARTOON: Cowboy BeBop
>ARE YOU...
>UNDERSTANDING: I try to be
>open-MINDED: In reality, yes, though it seems otherwise
>ARROGANT: probably. I can't gauge.
>INSECURE: quite a bit.
>INTERESTING: We're all interesting, just in different ways...
>RANDOM: lkajd
>HUNGRY: not really
>SMART: enough
>MOODY: sometimes
>CHILDISH: yeah, sometimes.
>HARD WORKING: only when I give a crap about what I'm doing.
>ORGANIZED: relatively
>HEALTHY: I'm Invincible!!!
>SHY: not anymore. You should've seen me in middle school...
>DIFFICULT: sometimes.
>ATTRACTIVE: I'd like to think so. What do you guys think?
>BORED EASILY: Hell no
>MESSY: only with certain things...
>THIRSTY: no
>RESPONSIBLE: quite.
>OBSESSED: I've got Mr. Toad-style manias.
>ANGRY: If you push the right buttons.
>SAD: every once in a while, for no reason.
>HAPPY: most definitely
>HYPER: ... No.
>TRUSTING: Too much.
>TALKATIVE: With people I know
>LEGAL: Who really cares?
>-W H O . D O . Y O U . W A N T T O...-
>KILL: Pretty much everybody I don't know, and a few I do...
>SLAP: Aaron
>GET REALLY WASTED WITH: Dillon
>GET HIGH WITH: ... Yeah, Dillon
>LOOK LIKE: Me, and no one else.
>TALK TO OFFLINE: people I know pretty well
>TALK TO ONLINE: people I know
>MY NAME IS: ... Jeff.
>IN THE MORNING I AM: a zombie
>ALL I NEED IS: love. Or a .45. Either way, I guess.
>LOVE IS: either there or it isn't. You can't really make it appear.
>I'M AFRAID OF: dying
>I DREAM ABOUT: either nothing or really wierd shit
>-H A V E .Y O U. E V E R . .
>PICTURED YOUR CRUSH NAKED: ...What do you think? Guys do this.
>ACTUALLY SEEN YOUR CRUSH NAKED: No, not really.
>BEEN IN LOVE: Every day I think I am more, but I can't really gauge. I thought I was last time, and that didn't turn out so well.
>CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: Yeah. Spike, in BeBop. It had to end that way, but still!
>LIED: Not as often as others, I've discovered.
>-W H I C H . I S . B E T T E R-
>COKE OR PEPSI: Pepsi
>FLOWERS OR CANDY: Candy. Flowers just look pretty and die. Candy can be savored over a couple weeks, or devoured instantly. You never have to throw out candy.
>TALL OR SHORT: my height.
>-W I T H .T H E. O P P O S I T E. S E X-
>WHAT DO YOU NOTICE FIRST: Smile
>LAST PERSON YOU SLOW DANCED WITH: Kate
>WORST QUESTION TO ASK: What's wrong with you?
>MAKES YOU LAUGH THE MOST: Damn, I don't know.
>MAKES YOU SMILE: Kate
>GIVES YOU A FUNNY FEELING WHEN YOU SEE THEM: ...
>WHO DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON: No comment. None needed.
>IS EASIEST TO TALK TO: Kate. A close second is Carly.
>-D O. Y O U .E V E R-
>SAVE MSN CONVERSATIONS? No.
>WISH YOU WERE A MEMBER OF THE OPPOSITE SEX? ...No!
>-H A V E .Y O U .E V E R-
>FALLEN FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND? No.
>REJECTED SOMEONE? Yeah, and I felt really bad about it.
>USED SOMEONE? Fuck no. And I'd kill people who do.
>DONE SOMETHING YOU REGRET? Every day something gets added to the list.
>-E X T R A S-
>COULD YOU LIVE WITHOUT THE COMPUTER? Yeah, but it'd be much more boring.
>COLOUR YOUR HAIR? I'd thought about it, Dillon convinced me not to.
>HABLA ESPANOL? ...Que?
>HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE ON YOUR BUDDY LIST? more than twenty. Funny, because I only talk to four or five of them.
>LIKE WATCHING SUNRISES OR SUNSETS? Yeah, when I can.
>WHAT HURTS THE MOST, PHYSICAL OR EMOTIONAL PAIN? Physical, although emotional lasts longer, physical hurts more. just think about it.
>-N U M B E R-
>OF TIMES I HAVE HAD MY HEART BROKEN : Four or five, I can't remember.
>OF HEARTS I HAVE BROKEN: Hopefully only one or two, but I don't know.
>OF CONTINENTS I HAVE LIVED IN: 1
>OF TIGHT FRIENDS: More than I can count on one hand, and that's something to be proud of.
>OF CD?S THAT I OWN: More than one CD wallet can hold.
>OF SCARS ON MY BODY: One over my eye. I think that's it, I'm not sure...
>-Y O U R T H O U G H T S-
>I KNOW: What people tell me.
>I WANT: to be happy, comfortable, etc.
>I HAVE: Enough. Not everything, but enough
>I HATE: Things I have to do.
>I HEAR: More than you know.
>I WONDER: If I'll see armageddon
>I LOVE: My drama family
>I ACHE: In my almost broken leg. I'm such a 'tard.
>I CARE: that's a statement on its own.
>I ALWAYS: will be there.
>I AM NOT: weak
>I DANCE: choreographed in musicals.
>I SING: better every day.
>I CRY: When things end.
>I DO NOT ALWAYS: Speak what's on my mind.
>I FIGHT: quietly.
>I WRITE: when I can
>I WIN: or else...
>I LOSE: when I do something stupid.
>I CONFUSE: strangers and my family... ahem... strangers.
>I LISTEN: whenever you talk
>I CAN USUALLY BE FOUND: wherever you need me. Wherever I am.
>I NEED: To not need.
>I AM HAPPY: when I'm around those who make me such.
>I SHOULD HAVE: applied to college.