But not really. My friends have been doing this 25 Things You Don’t Know About Me Thing on FaceBook, so I thought I’d share mine with you, audience.
Now, I ain’t doing the copy and paste thing that says you’re forced to do this, but if you were inspired to write one of these please leave a link in the comments. Thanks.
- I pride myself in being the only person I know who can say that their hero(ine) is Madge Weinstein.
- I think I’m superior to most people, but I find my friends to be at my level.
- I wish I was more creative.
- I would like to be a dancer, but I don’t know how or why.
- I love RPGs because the story and the characters convey various meanings to me that only I seem to notice.
- Nobody I know shares my interests and this bothers me.
- I wish I had a space at home where I could podcast whenever I wanted.
- I am constantly thinking toward the future because I feel that my past and present suck.
- I don’t know what my future will look like, nor do I have any ideal model of it in my head.
- Although I really want a boyfriend, I would not put him before my schoolwork.
- Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so talented. Things would be easier and I would be less frustrated, at least right now, I think.
- I pride myself in being loud and obnoxious, but in a fun way.
- I have few secrets because I always feel the need to tell a close friend.
- I have many friends, but very few close friends.
- The Live versions of songs are always my favorites.
- I really enjoy making people laugh and I’m pretty good at it, but I don’t think I have the ability to make that a career.
- My main attraction to Ohio State is the size of the student body. Among 50,000 students there’s bound to be at least one other person who listens to Yeast Radio.
- I’ve thought of being a writer, like Carrie Bradshaw , but then I remember that I’m lazy and a procrastinator.
- I wish I wouldn’t prolecrasturdnate.
- I’m tired of being a fatty.
- I’m self cuntjuice for very short amounts of time, usually when I’m alone.
- When I listen to Madonna in public places I get a huge urge to dance.
- I rarely get to see two of my closest friends.
- I enjoy being alone, but not in public.
- When I’m alone in public places I talk to myself like a maniac. I just walk around saying, “Lyps” or remembering funny things I’ve heard on recent episodes of podcasts. I think it’s a defense mechanism. What am I defending myself from?
- BONUS!!!! I also catch myself randomly singing, “Niggy niggy niggy, can’t you see!”
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