I want adventure in the great, wide somewhere.
So it turns out my internet line got DAMAGED in this last storm. Just what I expected! Epic fail. Blah, blah, blah. My life is boring.
I want to go on an adventure. Lately, I've felt like saving the world. Too much Sora time? Or maybe too much Beauty & the Beast. Poor, provincial life.
Oh, and I got tagged, so here it is! Sorry for the long winded-ness. I get carried away. =A=
Five Facts About superrya You Never Knew Wanted To Know!
Make sure these five facts are something you friends do not know and feel free to get creative! Who knows what deep, dark secrets you keep!
1. I came from a very musical family. We were always constantly singing when I was growing up and, since my dad knew how to play the guitar since he was little, I learned all these great songs through him. Because of this, I'm a very sing-songy person by nature. I sing when I do dishes, I sing when I'm in the shower, I sing on the way to school/work... Or just when I get bored and there's nothing better to do. I'm not fantastic by any means, but I think I have a decent voice and it's fun to see all the genres and ranges I can stretch my vocals to. Not to mention I was big into drama in high school, so I have a lot of musicals under my belt. My super secret? I want to become a longue singer in a swanky jazz joint... But, sadly, we're not in the 1920s anymore, so demand is low. Oh well, some other time, detective noir fantasy. ;_;
2. I have a weird habit of straightening things. I think it spawned from me always feeling like my desktop at school was too small because I'd constantly be rearranging everything to fit neatly. It's weird, seeing as I'm not much of an OCD cleanly person or anything like that, but I like things to be symmetrical and clean. Oh, and I used to dump out the entire crayon box and organize it proper: ROY G BIV!
3. When I was seven, I got my head cracked open by a rock my best friend threw. It was stupid because we were way out in the middle of nowhere when it happened; our neighborhood kind of bordered a desert and we'd been following these old, abandoned railroad tracks for at least a good thirty minutes. On the way there (wherever we thought we were going), I devised some fantastic, brilliant game called Throw Rocks at the Cacti! So, long story short, I found this really awesome rock to chunk at a patch, I stood up, she tossed and, well... It's all fuzzy from there because all I remember seeing was blood. It was cool, though, because I somehow miraculously showed up at home! Seems my poor friend had dragged me, bleeding like an idiot, back through the desert to the closest neighbor's house. I got a few stitches, but I never recall being hurt in the experience, just how neat it was to see myself (in my head) mortally wounded. XD;;; BLOOD EVERYWHERE.
4. I love Tron.
5. I am the single and only person in my group friends that enjoys anything close to fandom. D8 This is a very lonely existance for me as all of my fangirl screaming is saved specifically for the internet. Don't get me wrong, my friends are pretty weird, but in a strange... hipster sort of way. I guess you could say we're all a part of this Austin folk movement, but that sounds dumb and shallow when you put it that way. It sucks sometimes -- not being able to share everything I'm passionate about -- but you gotta learn the difference between people who care about whether or not you've beat KH2 for the bajillionth time and the people who don't. My super secret? There is nothing in the world I want more then a real life, fangirl friend to geek out with. Sadly, the people I've met with in the real life that like the things I'm into I usually don't get along with. It's hard to find semi-funtional people anywhere, really...
AND THAT'S IT. THE BORING IS DONE. I forcibly tag way_to_oblivion, gaiafaye, oldsneakers, and duelist because I said so and I luv them.
Also, Keely, I'm sorry my internet sucks. D8 To apologize, I wrote a two page long post awaiting your awesomeness approval. *salutes*
Now go entertain yourself with something more car crash-y! ---v
I want to go on an adventure. Lately, I've felt like saving the world. Too much Sora time? Or maybe too much Beauty & the Beast. Poor, provincial life.
Oh, and I got tagged, so here it is! Sorry for the long winded-ness. I get carried away. =A=
Five Facts About superrya You Never Knew Wanted To Know!
Make sure these five facts are something you friends do not know and feel free to get creative! Who knows what deep, dark secrets you keep!
1. I came from a very musical family. We were always constantly singing when I was growing up and, since my dad knew how to play the guitar since he was little, I learned all these great songs through him. Because of this, I'm a very sing-songy person by nature. I sing when I do dishes, I sing when I'm in the shower, I sing on the way to school/work... Or just when I get bored and there's nothing better to do. I'm not fantastic by any means, but I think I have a decent voice and it's fun to see all the genres and ranges I can stretch my vocals to. Not to mention I was big into drama in high school, so I have a lot of musicals under my belt. My super secret? I want to become a longue singer in a swanky jazz joint... But, sadly, we're not in the 1920s anymore, so demand is low. Oh well, some other time, detective noir fantasy. ;_;
2. I have a weird habit of straightening things. I think it spawned from me always feeling like my desktop at school was too small because I'd constantly be rearranging everything to fit neatly. It's weird, seeing as I'm not much of an OCD cleanly person or anything like that, but I like things to be symmetrical and clean. Oh, and I used to dump out the entire crayon box and organize it proper: ROY G BIV!
3. When I was seven, I got my head cracked open by a rock my best friend threw. It was stupid because we were way out in the middle of nowhere when it happened; our neighborhood kind of bordered a desert and we'd been following these old, abandoned railroad tracks for at least a good thirty minutes. On the way there (wherever we thought we were going), I devised some fantastic, brilliant game called Throw Rocks at the Cacti! So, long story short, I found this really awesome rock to chunk at a patch, I stood up, she tossed and, well... It's all fuzzy from there because all I remember seeing was blood. It was cool, though, because I somehow miraculously showed up at home! Seems my poor friend had dragged me, bleeding like an idiot, back through the desert to the closest neighbor's house. I got a few stitches, but I never recall being hurt in the experience, just how neat it was to see myself (in my head) mortally wounded. XD;;; BLOOD EVERYWHERE.
4. I love Tron.
5. I am the single and only person in my group friends that enjoys anything close to fandom. D8 This is a very lonely existance for me as all of my fangirl screaming is saved specifically for the internet. Don't get me wrong, my friends are pretty weird, but in a strange... hipster sort of way. I guess you could say we're all a part of this Austin folk movement, but that sounds dumb and shallow when you put it that way. It sucks sometimes -- not being able to share everything I'm passionate about -- but you gotta learn the difference between people who care about whether or not you've beat KH2 for the bajillionth time and the people who don't. My super secret? There is nothing in the world I want more then a real life, fangirl friend to geek out with. Sadly, the people I've met with in the real life that like the things I'm into I usually don't get along with. It's hard to find semi-funtional people anywhere, really...
AND THAT'S IT. THE BORING IS DONE. I forcibly tag way_to_oblivion, gaiafaye, oldsneakers, and duelist because I said so and I luv them.
Also, Keely, I'm sorry my internet sucks. D8 To apologize, I wrote a two page long post awaiting your awesomeness approval. *salutes*
Now go entertain yourself with something more car crash-y! ---v
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