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- Your “alter ego”?
- What makes you, You?
- What colour represents you and why?
- What is your creative talent? How do you best express yourself? Can you show us an example?
- Your best day EVER! (why?)
- If you were walking down the street and found RM 50, what would you do with it?
- Tell us in 300 words or less something in life that you are passionate about, why and how you plan to pursue your passion. Include pictures or videos if you like.
- Where do you see yourself in 15 years?
"alter ego": umm, were I to actually have one, it would sound A LOT like the people on capslock_kkm. Witty, disturbing sense of humour, epic spelling skills, and a near-magical ability to NOT SHUN SOCIAL CONTACT. Because I'm shy that way. Plus, my alter ego would have a REALLY hot name as well as easily-managed long curly hair. My current favourite name is Cherubim, but I wouldn't quite like that for myself. It would be awesome if I could dash into a closet and come out as Anissina.
"me": Nobody else I know is quite the combination of neurotic and pessimistic and dull as I know myself to be. My mum calls me boring, my friends call me crazy, and I call myself a little bit sad. But it's all good. As is obvious to the people who have known me longer than a week, I have Wolfram, and I guess that makes me spe~cial too.
"colour": Depending on my mood, it'll be blue or green. It's unfair to ask for just one, isn't it? Right. There's my first reason for liking those colours, and if you don't already know them, it isn't my place to tell you. I'm not attempting to be enigmatic; it's one of those laws people obey without ever mentioning to others what, exactly, the law is. And the colours are the magnificent representatives of the ocean, the sky, and jungles. All things that make me happy and calm inside. Especially the ocean, since it puts me into "Van Da Via Fantasy Island" mode. And if you do not get the references, please make an effort to embrace Kyo Kara Maou more.
"creative talent": I reckon it would be writing, though without a doubt lots of people rock more at that art than I do. I enjoy writing very much, even if it may seem pointless. And I like the stuff I write; I think it's easy to see that my stories suit me XD mostly I dabble in fanfiction, but it's been mentioned by a few people that my general essays are pretty awesome too. Here's a school essay I did last year; dear Kuma liked it so much that she allowed it to grace her site: TV program I enjoy the most
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“best day ever”: Keep in mind I was too young to appreciate my younger sister’s birth, am too young to have experienced marriage, love and having kids. So my best day ever won’t be anything epic in the traditional sense of the word. There are a few days that equal each other at the top; I’ll just choose one. When I received my SPM results and they turned out to be ten pretty As, was a very very good day. Left my heart banging wildly and my brain blanking out. Previous attempts have shown that my ten subjects were four subjects too many for me to handle. That it turned out well was a tremendous pleasure, and a massive surprise. I still don’t believe that I got what I got, so the disbelief still remains.
“RM 50”: Ah, hard call. Depends on where I find it then. If I see anyone near with a depressed look or a carelessly open wallet I’ll see if it’s his or hers and return it. If it’s in a secluded spot, I’ll leave it be, the guy might remember he was there last and come to see. If it’s in a busy place and you know nobody could find anything in that situation, I’d probably pocket it.
“Passion”: Scholarly pursuits ignored, my most vibrant passion is for anime and Ja~pan! I fully intend to stay for a short while there, a year would be lovely, and soak up all those gorgeous cultural juices. I’m learning the language right now, and I’m determined to make sure I do manage to get to the Land of the Rising Sun so that I can stalk authors and voice actors and creative directors and glomp them to show my undying appreciation. I was considering getting a graduate degree there, and make brilliant Japanese friends with whom I can giggle and write fan fictions with; we’d tour Akihabara like whoah.
“15 years”: If we follow the voice of my heart that sounds suspiciously like Itoshiki Nozomu, the sensei of despair (of Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei fame!) I’ll be dead by then. Probably due to an event involving my driving skills. Of which I have none. Let’s see… In 15 years I’ll be 30-something. I guess I’d be married by then with one desperately charming baby in the crook of my arm. I’ll have a nice house in the city funded by my guy, and a cottage by the sea that’s totally mine. I’ll be fluent in Japanese by then, and will probably be in a field involving the sea. And Wolfram, though that’s a bit of a stretch. I’ll be able to draw convincingly, sing unembarrasingly, and be fully capable of handling my upcoming mid-life crisis. All the while being thankful for the endless blue sky.
Right. Hope you guys are pleased with this.