An excuse to use my new icon
Father Jack says it all.
You can only type one word. No explanations.
1. Yourself:
Nocturnal
2. Your appearance:
SMILE!
3. Your personality:
Saintly
4. Your bedroom:
Mine?
5. Your house:
Mind
6. Your mother:
Fret!
7. Your father:
Learning
8. Your favorite possession:
Anderson
9. Your favorite drink:
Caffeine
10. Your favorite food:
Free
11. Your dream home:
Fictional
12. Your dream profession:
Eee.
13. Where you want to be in ten years:
Path
14. What you are:
Guardian
15. What you aren’t:
Following
16. Something you wish you had:
Art
17. The last thing you ate:
Wendy's
18. Your significant other:
Lost
19. The last thing you did:
Calculus
20. What is on your mind right now:
Violins
Sorry I'm hard to catch. I've been up pretty late the last few nights getting intimate with my homework. So fickle.
I've been walking two miles each day on the track in the gym. It's right across the street from my dormitory, so why not? Anyway, after I was finished today, I wandered back to my room, kicked off my shoes and looked down to discover that my right sock was soaked in blood from the toe to the middle of the arch. I'm still not entirely sure what was up with that, but I have bandaids on my toes. It wasn't a toenail or anything of the sort. Just random tears in the skin. o_O That was the excitement of my day.
You can only type one word. No explanations.
1. Yourself:
Nocturnal
2. Your appearance:
SMILE!
3. Your personality:
Saintly
4. Your bedroom:
Mine?
5. Your house:
Mind
6. Your mother:
Fret!
7. Your father:
Learning
8. Your favorite possession:
Anderson
9. Your favorite drink:
Caffeine
10. Your favorite food:
Free
11. Your dream home:
Fictional
12. Your dream profession:
Eee.
13. Where you want to be in ten years:
Path
14. What you are:
Guardian
15. What you aren’t:
Following
16. Something you wish you had:
Art
17. The last thing you ate:
Wendy's
18. Your significant other:
Lost
19. The last thing you did:
Calculus
20. What is on your mind right now:
Violins
Sorry I'm hard to catch. I've been up pretty late the last few nights getting intimate with my homework. So fickle.
I've been walking two miles each day on the track in the gym. It's right across the street from my dormitory, so why not? Anyway, after I was finished today, I wandered back to my room, kicked off my shoes and looked down to discover that my right sock was soaked in blood from the toe to the middle of the arch. I'm still not entirely sure what was up with that, but I have bandaids on my toes. It wasn't a toenail or anything of the sort. Just random tears in the skin. o_O That was the excitement of my day.