May 11, 2004 |
The one with yet another survey. |
OMG. I am wearing a thong for the very first time because my outfit calls for such an undergarment. I really am not enjoying that whole "constant wedgie" feeling, seriously. How do people get used to this crap? Rawr. Anyway, here's a survey because I'm too drained from my constant job hunting to do a real entry. I stole it from here and I took some of the stupid stuff out: The Outside <-- Name: Liz -- Birthdate: October 12th, 1979 -- Birthplace: Dallas, TX - Presbyterian Hospital -- Current Location: Dallas, TX -- Eye Color: Hazel -- Hair Color: Brown with light brown highlights -- Height: 5'4" (I'm short) -- Righty or Lefty: Righty -- Zodiac Sign: Libra
LAYER TWO: <-- Your heritage: Welsh on one side, a little Cherokee on the other. -- Your weakness: My past, my will power, my confidence, mexican food, chocolate chip cookies. -- Your fears: That I'm never going to succeed in life. -- Your perfect pizza: Onions and cheese only. LAYER THREE: <-- Your thoughts first waking up:Rawr, work. -- Your best physical feature: Hair, eyes, boobs. -- Your bedtime: 11 on week days, 12 or 1 on weekends. -- Your most missed memory: My senior year of High School. LAYER FOUR: <-- Pepsi or Coke: Dr. Pepper, and/or Diet Pepsi. I heart Diet Pepsi. -- McDonald's or Burger King: Currently Burger King, just for the cookies alone. -- Single or group dates: Dates? What's that? LAYER FIVE: Do You? <-- Smoke: Never have, never will. I've dated lots of guys who have, though. -- Cuss: All the fucking time. -- Sing: Mostly in the car. -- Have a crush(es): Of course. -- Do you think you've been in love: Absolutely. -- Like(d) high school: I really did. I had my own group and it was good times most of the time, despite the teenage drama. -- Want to get married: Sadly, yes. -- Believe in yourself: Not really. I'm trying, but it's a challenge. -- Think you're attractive: Not at the moment. -- Get along with your parents: Very well. -- Like thunderstorms: I LOVE thunderstorms. SO MUCH. They turn me on. LAYER SEVEN: Ever.. <-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Strip truth or dare, baby. -- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Yes and yes. -- Been called a tease: *evil laugh* -- Shoplifted: I went through a phase when I was 13, but that ended when I got caught.
LAYER EIGHT: Getting Older <-- Age you hoping to be married: 24 -- Numbers and Names of Children: I really like Brandon Ryan if it's a boy, and something like Olivia Rose if it's a girl. -- Describe your dream wedding:I would like to have a really laid back casual affair at my dad's farm, something that doesn't cost a lot and doesn't involve months of planning. -- Where you want to go to college: Obviously I've already been to college, but if I had to do it all over, I'd probably want to go to the University of Texas or the University of Las Vegas. Mmm, Vegas. -- What do you want to be when you grow up: Proud of myself. -- What country would you most like to visit: Australia LAYER TEN: <-- Number of drugs taken illegally: 1, a failed pot experience when I was 19. -- Number of people I could trust with my life: 5 -- Number of CDs that I own: Not too many, but I have 239 mp3's! -- Number of piercings: 1 on each ear. I kinda crave a nose piercing, but that probably won't ever happen. -- Number of tattoos: 0, but when I reach my goal weight, I'm going to treat myself to one. -- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: A whole lot when I was actually a reporter. -- Number of things in my past that I regret: At this point, the number is countless. Rock on. ***** A year ago... "Okay, so it's been about 11 years, and I should probably be over it by now. But the fact that I opened my Jane magazine this morning to his bright and smiling face on a full page of the magazine drove me crazy. I keep waiting to read an interview with him that asks "So, have you ever had any psycho stalkers?" And he says, "Yeah, some crazy chick thought I was God in the 6th grade. I bet she's probably in the mental institution by now."
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