Meme? I love memes!
Just because I can, and I should probably post shit on my LJ once in a while.
Sorry, apologies to people who are still stalking my LJ for scanlation updates. After computer died, the will to reinstall illegal copy of Photoshop still hasn't come back yet orz...
Anyway, meme is stolen from eur0philia.
You know how sometimes people on your friendslist post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when were they working THERE? Since when were they dating HIM/HER? Since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.
Please copy the topics below, erase my answers and put yours in their place, and then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration. One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out.
1. first name
Juliana (English) - when I asked them, many moons ago, apparently my dad decided to give me a queen's name, in hopes that I would grow up to do grand things. Hur, look how that turned out.
Xiaoyan (Chinese) - Morning Sparrow (I think it means sparrow...I dunno). My mother was apparently the one who chose the Chinese name. 'Morning' was for how I was born at about 7am. But otherwise the name is pretty typical for Chinese. Nothing really deep and mystical here.
2. age
Turning 21 pretty soon, but with the mental age of an 8-year-old, according to a Facebook quiz. I can be mature or at least SEEM mature when the situation requires it, but otherwise, I act like an overgrown child with unhealthily perverted tendencies.
3. location
I live in the ghetto Bankstown, otherwise known fondly as Lebo-central or Viet-town, depending on which side of it you're in. My colleagues say I live in the shit part of Bankstown. Oh well. Considering that my sense of perception is warped, Bankstown doesn't seem really all that different from the places I used to live. Except that there were more white people where I used to live (Mascot, Maroubra, Rosebery).
I anticipate living in Bankstown for a while, since I've gone and allowed myself to be trapped in a mortgage at the tender age of 20. God, I am a fucking retard. Goodbye, spending power. It was nice meeting you, however briefly.
4. occupation
I work at a car rental, otherwise known as the sixth circle of hell. Work is a sobering experience. It teaches you a great many things about life, including but not limited to the following:
- the majority of customers are either stupid or assholes and tend to be both.
- customer service is about as close as you can get to hell on earth.
- people think they can get shit for nothing.
- you are not special.
- your colleagues may be older, but not wiser.
- the shockingly high number of people who cannot grasp what punctuation, capital letters, and paragraphs are SUPPOSED to be used for.
- the shockingly high number of 'white-collar' workers who cannot use basic MS Office programs (or their equivalent).
- money really does make the world go around.
- some people do not deserve minimum wage or a job I can think of one colleague in particular that I'm going to put on the chopping block the moment we get past Christmas and New Year, I swear to God.
- 'normal' people make me never ever want to be like them.
5. partner
None, at the moment. Most likely to remain the same in the foreseeable future.
I had a boyfriend once, and it didn't end that well. I was too unemotional and cold (eur0philia and I created a term for this condition, coined my 'vague emotional pool'), and he was too affectionate and clingy. I spent over a month and a half mustering up the guts to dump him face-to-face, and he tells me he wished I had done it over MSN/text message because at least he could have gotten over it before he saw me next. Hmmm.
Because deep down I'm actually really self-conscious about what people think of me (in the weirdest ways), due to childhood incidents where I have been backstabbed and shunned in my 'friendship' groups and not actually having true friends until later in life, I can't bring myself to become physically close to people other than close friends. It's so weird. Perhaps the more logical explanation is that I didn't like him enough. Dunno. It's a murky place inside my head.
Besides, the deep-down-inside, super-realistic voice inside me reckons that relationships I have with the opposite sex won't last anyway, due to my tendency to want to slash everything/turn the world gay or bisexual >D. It wouldn't be a healthy relationship.
The healthiest 'relationship' I'd probably have with a guy would be to shelter a closeted gay man by giving him the security of marriage and freedom to pursue some other dude without worrying about outing himself to family. We could be GREAT buddies and all I'd want from him are occasional sex tapes.
Oh yeah, my sexuality? Asexual; voyeur. :Db
6. kids?
Most likely not. If I ever really craved a child of my own, I would adopt.
Pain of childbirth (and length of pregnancy), the ridiculously high odds of doing it wrong and raising an asshole/complete dickhead, and the sacrifice required to raise a child doesn't exact make me quake with thrills of happiness.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions - I don't believe parents actively endeavour to neglect/spoil children, and the way they raise their children is heavily influenced by the way they were raised, and to me, it's so hard to do it RIGHT that I don't think I can bring myself to try. I mean, not all kids turn out to be asshats, but there are some really awful people in the world and the last thing I want is to make an addition to the population of asshats.
I don't expect children to be angels, but I deeply dislike spoilt children, obnoxiously loud children, and intentionally cruel children. YES THEY DO EXIST, believe it or not. I also hate parents who expect the rest of the world to discipline their children for them because they're complete retards who probably squeezed the babies out of their vaginas so they could get a baby bonus and then realise they can't handle these kids.
There are heaps of people that I am far more confident in who would raise children well, and want children, so I don't see why I should simply because I have ovaries. I despise relos who always smile and nod, as if I'm unable to make up my own mind about what I want to do with my own body.
So yeah, no kids for me.
7. brothers/sisters
One sibling, older. If my parents lived in China, I wouldn't exist. Dunno if that's a good or bad thing. My older brother is someone I admire yet want to strangle some sense into with my bare hands. He's pretty smart compared to me, and more capable in most things, but like any older sibling, he loves to fuck around with my head.
He also spends more money than he has, a very unhealthy habit that's becoming a burden on my mom and me, because he doesn't seem to understand that YOU SHOULDN'T BUY SHIT YOU CAN'T FUCKING AFFORD. He also doesn't understand the concept of BUYING SHIT WHEN YOU ACTUALLY HAVE THE MONEY.
I mean, the world is coming to an end when the younger sibling with the smaller paycheck has to keep lending the older sibling money. LIKE WTF.
8. pets
I WANT LOLCATS.
Actually, I want a cat, period. One of my deepest aspirations is to gracefully age into those stereotypical grumpy old cat spinsters that yell out their windows at random passersby for soiling their front porches with their presence. I think that would be like...kind of awesome.
What do you mean that's not normal?!
9. list the 3/5 biggest things going on in your life
- Cosplay...is taking over my bank account. But it's really fun in a crafty way, and it forces me to actually GET OUTSIDE more often, if only just to hunt for cosplay materials. Even though I'm sort of fail/n00b at cosplay.
- Uhhh...I don't really have a life. It's basically a revolving circle of work, friends, yaoi, cosplay. I live vicariously through eur0philia though she may try to hit me for saying that. Not my fault that your life has enough drama to start your own series.
- Uni isn't really a big thing - the only reason I'm in the course I'm doing is because my UAI sucked that hard that I couldn't even get into Bachelor of Arts (ULTIMATE FAIL), and now I'm too lazy to transfer courses.
- Yaoi - probably one of my few true passions in life. Yaoi gave me a PERSONALITY. Yaoi helped me learn SEX ED. Yaoi gives me something to scare normal people away with. Yaoi helped me become more outspoken, especially once I realised that there's actually a whole lot more of us than most people actually realise.
10. parents
My father irritates me and I love my mom.
To be perfectly honest, there have been many, many moments where I would have literally shoved my father down a flight of stairs/stabbed him with a kitchen knife if given the opportunity because that's just how much he made me angry. Especially after he has just hit me hard enough to give me whiplash or a bruise. He's not abusive, per se, but apparently we're very alike in terms of temper, and that tends to generate a lot of RAGE in the unfunny way because I refuse to give into his whims of stupid.
He's a leech on the family, he does things for the most inexplicable reason, he acts like it's his godgiven right to make my mother the breadwinner AND domestic caretaker, he blames anything and everything else under the sun for shit that is his fault, it's like trying to move mountains to make him do something simple like CALL THE FUCKING COMPANY YOURSELF SINCE YOU SIT AROUND AT HOME ALL FUCKING DAY WHILE THE REST OF US DON'T GET HOME BY THE TIME WORKING HOURS ARE OVER, YOU USED TO BE A FUCKING TOUR GUIDE FOR FOREIGN TOURISTS WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T SPEAK ENGLISH YOU FUCKING RETARD.
Shit like that. I mean, deep down, I probably have a microscopic inkling of love for my father, but I have no respect for him. At all.
My mother...deserves better than the lot she has in life. I love her to bits, and I can never really get angry at my mother, even if I don't agree with some of the things she may tell me or do. She's probably the reason I haven't gone to jail for first degree murder, really.
11. who are some of your closest friends?
If just by the sheer number of times I've linked her in this meme hasn't told you anything, my closest friend is eur0philia, who is probably the only link I have to the outside world.
Other people I really like, get along fairly well with, and want to become closer to include shorelle, evennexsoul, Tash, and oddly (or not so oddly), my manager where I work. Well, there's actually a lot of people I want to become closer to, but I'm not going to list them because I have inappropriate moments of short-term memory loss.
Uh, people listed above, I know you may or may not feel the same way. If you ever read this, please don't feel too awkward if the feeling isn't mutual.
Sorry, apologies to people who are still stalking my LJ for scanlation updates. After computer died, the will to reinstall illegal copy of Photoshop still hasn't come back yet orz...
Anyway, meme is stolen from eur0philia.
You know how sometimes people on your friendslist post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when were they working THERE? Since when were they dating HIM/HER? Since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.
Please copy the topics below, erase my answers and put yours in their place, and then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration. One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out.
1. first name
Juliana (English) - when I asked them, many moons ago, apparently my dad decided to give me a queen's name, in hopes that I would grow up to do grand things. Hur, look how that turned out.
Xiaoyan (Chinese) - Morning Sparrow (I think it means sparrow...I dunno). My mother was apparently the one who chose the Chinese name. 'Morning' was for how I was born at about 7am. But otherwise the name is pretty typical for Chinese. Nothing really deep and mystical here.
2. age
Turning 21 pretty soon, but with the mental age of an 8-year-old, according to a Facebook quiz. I can be mature or at least SEEM mature when the situation requires it, but otherwise, I act like an overgrown child with unhealthily perverted tendencies.
3. location
I live in the ghetto Bankstown, otherwise known fondly as Lebo-central or Viet-town, depending on which side of it you're in. My colleagues say I live in the shit part of Bankstown. Oh well. Considering that my sense of perception is warped, Bankstown doesn't seem really all that different from the places I used to live. Except that there were more white people where I used to live (Mascot, Maroubra, Rosebery).
I anticipate living in Bankstown for a while, since I've gone and allowed myself to be trapped in a mortgage at the tender age of 20. God, I am a fucking retard. Goodbye, spending power. It was nice meeting you, however briefly.
4. occupation
I work at a car rental, otherwise known as the sixth circle of hell. Work is a sobering experience. It teaches you a great many things about life, including but not limited to the following:
- the majority of customers are either stupid or assholes and tend to be both.
- customer service is about as close as you can get to hell on earth.
- people think they can get shit for nothing.
- you are not special.
- your colleagues may be older, but not wiser.
- the shockingly high number of people who cannot grasp what punctuation, capital letters, and paragraphs are SUPPOSED to be used for.
- the shockingly high number of 'white-collar' workers who cannot use basic MS Office programs (or their equivalent).
- money really does make the world go around.
- some people do not deserve minimum wage or a job I can think of one colleague in particular that I'm going to put on the chopping block the moment we get past Christmas and New Year, I swear to God.
- 'normal' people make me never ever want to be like them.
5. partner
None, at the moment. Most likely to remain the same in the foreseeable future.
I had a boyfriend once, and it didn't end that well. I was too unemotional and cold (eur0philia and I created a term for this condition, coined my 'vague emotional pool'), and he was too affectionate and clingy. I spent over a month and a half mustering up the guts to dump him face-to-face, and he tells me he wished I had done it over MSN/text message because at least he could have gotten over it before he saw me next. Hmmm.
Because deep down I'm actually really self-conscious about what people think of me (in the weirdest ways), due to childhood incidents where I have been backstabbed and shunned in my 'friendship' groups and not actually having true friends until later in life, I can't bring myself to become physically close to people other than close friends. It's so weird. Perhaps the more logical explanation is that I didn't like him enough. Dunno. It's a murky place inside my head.
Besides, the deep-down-inside, super-realistic voice inside me reckons that relationships I have with the opposite sex won't last anyway, due to my tendency to want to slash everything/turn the world gay or bisexual >D. It wouldn't be a healthy relationship.
The healthiest 'relationship' I'd probably have with a guy would be to shelter a closeted gay man by giving him the security of marriage and freedom to pursue some other dude without worrying about outing himself to family. We could be GREAT buddies and all I'd want from him are occasional sex tapes.
Oh yeah, my sexuality? Asexual; voyeur. :Db
6. kids?
Most likely not. If I ever really craved a child of my own, I would adopt.
Pain of childbirth (and length of pregnancy), the ridiculously high odds of doing it wrong and raising an asshole/complete dickhead, and the sacrifice required to raise a child doesn't exact make me quake with thrills of happiness.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions - I don't believe parents actively endeavour to neglect/spoil children, and the way they raise their children is heavily influenced by the way they were raised, and to me, it's so hard to do it RIGHT that I don't think I can bring myself to try. I mean, not all kids turn out to be asshats, but there are some really awful people in the world and the last thing I want is to make an addition to the population of asshats.
I don't expect children to be angels, but I deeply dislike spoilt children, obnoxiously loud children, and intentionally cruel children. YES THEY DO EXIST, believe it or not. I also hate parents who expect the rest of the world to discipline their children for them because they're complete retards who probably squeezed the babies out of their vaginas so they could get a baby bonus and then realise they can't handle these kids.
There are heaps of people that I am far more confident in who would raise children well, and want children, so I don't see why I should simply because I have ovaries. I despise relos who always smile and nod, as if I'm unable to make up my own mind about what I want to do with my own body.
So yeah, no kids for me.
7. brothers/sisters
One sibling, older. If my parents lived in China, I wouldn't exist. Dunno if that's a good or bad thing. My older brother is someone I admire yet want to strangle some sense into with my bare hands. He's pretty smart compared to me, and more capable in most things, but like any older sibling, he loves to fuck around with my head.
He also spends more money than he has, a very unhealthy habit that's becoming a burden on my mom and me, because he doesn't seem to understand that YOU SHOULDN'T BUY SHIT YOU CAN'T FUCKING AFFORD. He also doesn't understand the concept of BUYING SHIT WHEN YOU ACTUALLY HAVE THE MONEY.
I mean, the world is coming to an end when the younger sibling with the smaller paycheck has to keep lending the older sibling money. LIKE WTF.
8. pets
I WANT LOLCATS.
Actually, I want a cat, period. One of my deepest aspirations is to gracefully age into those stereotypical grumpy old cat spinsters that yell out their windows at random passersby for soiling their front porches with their presence. I think that would be like...kind of awesome.
What do you mean that's not normal?!
9. list the 3/5 biggest things going on in your life
- Cosplay...is taking over my bank account. But it's really fun in a crafty way, and it forces me to actually GET OUTSIDE more often, if only just to hunt for cosplay materials. Even though I'm sort of fail/n00b at cosplay.
- Uhhh...I don't really have a life. It's basically a revolving circle of work, friends, yaoi, cosplay. I live vicariously through eur0philia though she may try to hit me for saying that. Not my fault that your life has enough drama to start your own series.
- Uni isn't really a big thing - the only reason I'm in the course I'm doing is because my UAI sucked that hard that I couldn't even get into Bachelor of Arts (ULTIMATE FAIL), and now I'm too lazy to transfer courses.
- Yaoi - probably one of my few true passions in life. Yaoi gave me a PERSONALITY. Yaoi helped me learn SEX ED. Yaoi gives me something to scare normal people away with. Yaoi helped me become more outspoken, especially once I realised that there's actually a whole lot more of us than most people actually realise.
10. parents
My father irritates me and I love my mom.
To be perfectly honest, there have been many, many moments where I would have literally shoved my father down a flight of stairs/stabbed him with a kitchen knife if given the opportunity because that's just how much he made me angry. Especially after he has just hit me hard enough to give me whiplash or a bruise. He's not abusive, per se, but apparently we're very alike in terms of temper, and that tends to generate a lot of RAGE in the unfunny way because I refuse to give into his whims of stupid.
He's a leech on the family, he does things for the most inexplicable reason, he acts like it's his godgiven right to make my mother the breadwinner AND domestic caretaker, he blames anything and everything else under the sun for shit that is his fault, it's like trying to move mountains to make him do something simple like CALL THE FUCKING COMPANY YOURSELF SINCE YOU SIT AROUND AT HOME ALL FUCKING DAY WHILE THE REST OF US DON'T GET HOME BY THE TIME WORKING HOURS ARE OVER, YOU USED TO BE A FUCKING TOUR GUIDE FOR FOREIGN TOURISTS WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T SPEAK ENGLISH YOU FUCKING RETARD.
Shit like that. I mean, deep down, I probably have a microscopic inkling of love for my father, but I have no respect for him. At all.
My mother...deserves better than the lot she has in life. I love her to bits, and I can never really get angry at my mother, even if I don't agree with some of the things she may tell me or do. She's probably the reason I haven't gone to jail for first degree murder, really.
11. who are some of your closest friends?
If just by the sheer number of times I've linked her in this meme hasn't told you anything, my closest friend is eur0philia, who is probably the only link I have to the outside world.
Other people I really like, get along fairly well with, and want to become closer to include shorelle, evennexsoul, Tash, and oddly (or not so oddly), my manager where I work. Well, there's actually a lot of people I want to become closer to, but I'm not going to list them because I have inappropriate moments of short-term memory loss.
Uh, people listed above, I know you may or may not feel the same way. If you ever read this, please don't feel too awkward if the feeling isn't mutual.