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I found this quiz on an old blog belonging to an old friend - I remember doing it previously on one of my older MindSay accounts.
So, why not do it again. :)
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--GEEK--
[X] Do you wear glasses?
[X] Do you get good grades?
[X] Do you use an inhaler?
[X] Do you stick pens and calculators into your shirt pockets?
[ ] Does your mom pick out your clothes?
[X] Are you on the computer often?
[X] Do you ever get picked on?
[ ] Do you look forward to going to school?
[ ] Do you wear a pocket protector?
Total X: 6
--PREP--
[ ] Do you say the word "like" alot?
[ ] Do you shop at Hollister/Abercrombie&Fitch/AE/Aero?
[ ] Do the people in Hot Topic scare you?
[X] Do you giggle alot when you're with your friends/girlfriend/boyfriend?
[ ] Have/do you watch(ed) LAGUNA BEACH?
[ ] Do you like pop music?
[ ] Do you want/have a little dog?
[X] Do you laugh a lot?
[ ] Do you like the colour pink?
Total X: 2
--METALHEAD--
[X] Do you have long hair?
[X] Have you drank Beer?
[ ] Have you ever been in a Moshpit?
[X] Do you not believe in God?
[X] You got a Pentagram on some clothing article etc.?
[X] You own some spikes?
[ ] Can you play guitar?
[X] Can you growl?
[X] Do you own boots?
[X] Do you headbang?
Total X: 8
--GOTH--
[ ] Do you wear black eyeliner?
[X] is most of your clothing dark?
[X]Do you think about death often?
[X] Do you want to die?
[X] Are you a social outcast?
[X] Are you pale?
[X] Do you like Hot Topic?
[ ] Do you enjoy Tim burton movies?
[X] Are you mean?
Total X: 7
--HIPPY-
[X] Is your hair long?
[ ] Do you own a tye-dye shirt?
[ ] Do you want to save the animals?
[X] Do you think war is unnecessary?
[X] Do you like classic rock?
[ ] Have you ever participated in a protest?
[ ] Have you ever been overcome with a desire to hug a tree?
[ ] Is your idea of fun sitting around one person, playing a guitar, and singing along?
[ ] Do you see someone playing frisbee and automatically ask to play?
Total X: 3
--GANGSTA--
[ ] Do you wear do-rags?
[ ] Do you like hip-hop?
[ ] Was Tupac truly the greatest rapper in the world?
[ ] Do you believe he's alive?
[ ] Do you like afros?
[X] Have you ever said "Fo Sho"?
[X] Do you like to dance?
[X] Do you own 40 cd's or more?
Total X: 3
--SURFER--
[ ] Do you surf?
[ ] Do you wear flip flops all year around
[X] Is your hair shaggy/layered
[ ] Do you wake up before 6 every morning?
[X] Do you own any pairs of shorts?
[X] Have you been in a competition?
[ ] Have you dated a surfer?
[ ] Do you know what 'dakine' means?
[ ] Do you think the ocean is awesome?
[ ] Do you want to be at the beach right now?
Total X: 3
--SKATER/PUNK--
[ ] Can you skateboard?
[X] Do you wear skateboarding shoes?
[X] Do you do stupid stuff with your friends?
[ ] Have you gotten in trouble with the cops?
[ ] Do you watch the X-games?
[ ] Do/did you have any piercings other than your ears?
[X] Do you like/wear a mohawk?
[X] Do you wear band t-shirts?
[X] Have you called someone a poser recently?
Total X: 5
--EMO-
[X] Do you cry often?
[X] Do you wear hoodies?
[X] Do you like soft music?
[X] Do people not understand you?
[X] Do you write your own poems or music?
[ ] Do you dye your hair red, black, or any dark color?
[ ] Do you cut your own hair?
[X] Do you sometimes feel very lonely?
Total X: 8
--DRAMA DORK--
[X] Ever been in a play?
[ ] Have you ever seen a Broadway show?
[ ] More than 10 Broadway shows?
[X] Have you ever been/are you in school shows?
[ ] Does your current job involve theatre in some way?
[ ] Want to end up working in/for theatre?
[ ] Can you recite all of the lyrics to your favorite play/musical?
[X] Do you break out into random songs whenever/wherever?!
[ ] Do you like the 'Sound of Music'?
[ ] Did you like the Broadway show you saw?
Total X: 3
--REDNECK--
[ ] Do you have a couch in your front yard or porch?
[ ] Do you drive a truck?
[ ] Do you ride four-wheelers?
[X] Do you like to get dirty?
[X] Do you like country music?
[ ] Do you have a broken car in your back yard?
[ ] Do you own a cowboy hat?
[ ] Do you have more then 4 different animals at your home?
[ ] Do you watch Larry the Cable Guy videos?
[ ] Do you live on more than 1 acre?
Number of X: 2
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Totals:
METALHEAD --- 8 points
EMO --- 8 points
GOTH --- 7 points
GEEK --- 6 points
SKATER/PUNK --- 5 points
HIPPY --- 3 points
SURFER --- 3 points
GANGSTA --- 3 points
DRAMA DORK --- 3 points
PREP --- 2 points
REDNECK --- 2 points
It seems I am a metalhead/emo.
Well NOR, I could have told you that. :D
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Yay! I love whacky, weird, fun stuff!
Because I have a love of odd USB devices, here's today's funny find:
The Fundue!
Yeah, they have some odd ones! What I wouldn't do to have this at school with me. It even comes with its own recipe book and is only $29.99! What a bargain for endless an endless array of blue LED'd, chocolaty or cheesy dipped stuff! Yummy. Also the fondue sticks are colour coated so you don't pinch your co-worker's drool. Yahoo.
There's even a recipe featured on the website (the link is in the title and I'll put it in at the end, too) for the Ultimate Desktop Fondue.
* 2 Packets of Chinese Soy Sauce
* 1 Packet of Ketchup
* 1 Packet of McDonalds BBQ Sauce
* 1 half and half packet
* 4 Slices Of Kraft American Cheese
Seems they left out one of the ingredients. It's up to you to be adventurous!
Once again, you can buy it here.
Alan
Many people have a tendancy of saying that I live in a world of my own. If so, what world is this? My own void? If we all had our own worlds, everything would be...
...Perfect...
But everything isn't. If everything was perfect, why would we need to converse to one another, seeking support? Why would artists paint their pain with a single stroke of a brush? Why would authors write about their pain?
If the world was perfect, why is there war? Why are there affairs and divorces? Why does death and suicide occur often? Suicide... The easy escape to the unbearable pain that's making them deteriorate...
But with pain, there is also the pleasant company of joy...
I'll be turning sixteen next month. Would that be something joyful, or something to dread? As we turn older, we notice slight changes in our lives. How we're treated, and how we view ourselves. Then, sooner or later, we start to wonder things we really never thought about.
It is of our own nature to be curious. It is of my own nature to wonder what awaits us beyond the sky, beyond the clouds, and even beyond the stars. I often wonder about our existance, but I do believe that everybody will one day serve a purpose.
I know, you're probably wondering.... Exactly who is this person blabbering on about strange things? Therefore, I will answer your question.
My name is Emily. My middle name is Gabrielle. My last name will remain private. Possibly under further notice.
My father gave me middle name, after God's messenger angel, Gabriel. The angel that told Mary she would give birth to His son. Why? Well, to this day, I am considered to few a 'miracle'. I was born prematurely, three months early, because my mother was terribly ill - a condition called preeclampsia.
Only weighing a mere one pound, ten oz, I was forcefully removed from my mother's womb, and immeditley, within moments, I was hooked up to IVs, tubes, and several other things. Many said I wouldn't survive the night.
...But I did. I don't know why, and I don't really know how. But I did it.
After several months, my parents were able to bring me home. While I was at home, I was accompanied by an oxygen tank and mask up until I was three years old. At the age of four, I was diagnosed with the disability Cerebral Palsy.
...Disability. The word strikes fear into expecting parents and the odd being. Don`t ask me if it`s hard to live with one, because you'll get an obvious answer. Yes.
But beyond all the medical reports, the fighting I did, and the limitations I was shoved under, doesn't make me any less of a human being. I'm just like you. Just because of a minor thing called a disability doesn't mean my dreams aren't small.
My writing is slanted slightly to the right. I often spend my free time writing. Most of my inspiration to write arrives from my own personal experience. Within my creative writing, there is a strong presence of darkness behind and within the words I write. Many people say I have a gift. Gifts... Talents... Are they a part of our destiny? Our plan?
I've been writing for about twelve years. I started when I was really young. It`s been a passion of mine ever since. I want to publish a book, someday. Hey, what is there to say? People dream really big. And you what? Some of them even achieve their dreams...
Stereotypes. We all hate them, don't we? It's almost like somebody takes a stamp and stomps it on your forehead for the whole world to read, point at you, and laugh. Why do they laugh? No, it's not because you have a bright red mark on your forehead. It's simply because you aren`t like them.
I`m a geek. Don't say I'm not, please, don't. I say it with much pride as I say that I write novels for a hobby. No, it doesn't mean I like subjects like math and science. Matter of fact, I don`t like them. I love subjects like English, Drama, and Music. I wear glasses, and I have a laptop of my own. I'm known to be extremely random, but that doesn't make me any less likeable. I'm really into Shakespeare, too, especially at this moment. Although, despite how fun and imaginative I may sound... I don't have many friends.
Friends are awfully hard for me to find. The fact that I have a tendancy of judging people of their appearance doesn't really help my searches much, either. If you have glasses, and somehow look friendly, heck, then I'm all yours. If you're covered with make-up, and have long hair, and an mini-skirt - I will avoid you by all ways possible. I don't know why I do that. I really wish I didn't. But, in a way, all of my friends are, in some ways, outcasts. I like my friends like that, I wouldn't have them served any other way. You could say it makes me feel more welcome to those around me.
I have a few dreams for the future. But everybody does, don't they? I have a tendancy of daydreaming about them. I often wonder what joys and sorrows will meet me in the years to come.
Even though most boys are jerks to me, either due to my social status or by the way I look, I do plan on getting married, one day. I do believe in soulmates, even though I read somewhere that every one in two marriages ends up in divorce - or something weird like that. I also plan on bringing up a family, even though invisioning myself as a mother does, sometimes, make me hesitate. I love children, though - and I would love, one day, to have my very own.
It`s funny how I talk with some of my girl friends about marriage, and we always say that they're going to be our bridesmaids. But hey, nobody's restraining us to dream, right?
But it seems I've talked too much about the future for now. I don't focus on the present often, when I go off into little phases where I ponder my future.
I'm currently enrolled in Grade Ten. Two years to go before I'm out of High School, and off to College. The thought of that gives me an odd feeling. When I think about it, I get scared - but yet, I get excited as well.
People You MUST Know About
Rebecca
Kristy
Chantelle
Summer
Aimee
Liam
Chase
Robert
Those are my friends. Two of the above have told me that they have a crush on me. One of them was even brave enough to ask me on a date, which I admire. But I turned him down. I'm not ready for a dating experience yet.
I've been single my whole life, and it's a rollercoaster, really. I love being single, and I have the odd day where I hate it. Well, what can you do? When the time's ready, and when I'll feel ready, I'll know.
Life has its ups and downs. In a way, life is like an epic novel - combining every genre that there is out there. It certainly is a page turner, and it has those times where you just have to put it down.
So, go on, what're you doing sitting? Get up and start painting a pretty picture. Start the Prologue of your book. Tell the world how you're going to live your life. Tell others to not be afraid to dream. We're human beings. We're powerful, and we have voices.
...It's just the matter of finding your voice. Maybe you've already found it, or maybe you`re just starting to look for it. I know you're going to ask me if I found mine, and I will answer...
With a strongly confident, "Yes."
the geek i talked to on the fone said it could take from 5-10 days to fix. that sucks, yo.
but on the + side i found the charger for my psp (my wife put it next to the psp - i never look where shit is supposed to be) so i can hit up some final fantasy again.
As always, I seem to get attention where ever I go when I'm preoccupying myself with something creative. I don't know why someone has to ask me what I'm drawing or writing or what is that book you're reading about. At the age of 14, I didn't know better to say to other people that I didn't want to be bothered, but on this particular day, after being punished for drawing, I was anxious to talk to a sympathetic ear. I remember this older girl getting on the bus. She was big for her age, tall and fat with that look of bored disdain some big girls get when they've been picked on too often, or when they've been the one to do the picking on. And like a lot of girls like her, she was wearing clothes too small for her so her rolls of jelly were peeking out like an extra layer of boobs under her tits. Her face turned into a happy Buddah once she caught a peek at what I was reading, a limited edition collector's artbook for the movie Dune directed by David Lynch.
"Excuse me, but what is that all about?" She outright asked me. I softly explained it was a movie I liked. Then she noticed my stack of sketchbooks and handpainted covers to my folders decorated with characters I had created. At the time I was writing a book about a mage named Dorian and a bastard princess named Larissa, separated at birth because their parents didn't want their noble name tainted by one born to make magic, they are reunited after terrible circumstances too complicated for me to go into here. Apparently this homemade fantasy of mine seemed most interesting, or so I thought, why else she ask about it? "Did you draw that or copy those?" The girl smiled. Her interest filled me with great content.
I was anxious to talk to anybody about an original story I was working on. It's rare that someone took an interest. My own family always has scoffed at my work, thinking it a waste of time and this often hurt me, but drawing and writing is something I love to do, is what I'm all about, and it was far better to put my dreams on paper instead of just day dreaming out loud. Speaking of that, I went on a tangent. I told this girl a little more than perhaps she wanted to know. I was only 14, I didn't know not to speak so loud or so fast about a subject only I was excited about, but loneliness has a tendency to make me desperate to capture a friend instead of just make one.
Twenty minutes later, the girl gruffly tugged onto the stop wire and pulled herself off her seat. As I was about to say good-bye and thanks for the chat, she turned her happy Buddah face into that one of dark disdain again and sliced into my ego with: "You're a real geek, you know that?"
I was crushed as she flipped me off and stood back on the corner, her eyes narrowed and hateful. How could someone be so cruel? As I fought off tears and turned on "New Moon on Monday" by Duran Duran on my walkman, I closed my eyes and wished for home.
"Shake up the picture the lizard mixture/ With your dance on the eventide/ You got me coming up with answers All of which I deny... /I said it again but could I please re-phrase it /Maybe I can catch a ride..."
I remember the shadows of tree branches, moving sunbeams, the hum and bump of the bus, and that rubbery feel of my headphones kissing my inner ear. My heart was troubled. What did that mean? I'm a real geek? I didn't really know. No one had ever called me that before.
"I couldnt really put it much plainer /But Ill wait till you decide /Send me your warning siren /As if I could ever hide /Last time la luna, I light my torch and wave it for the..."
What did it mean to be a real geek? There was no dictionary for me to turn to. All I knew was the way that girl said it, the curl of her bottom lip pouting out in disgust, her friendly eyes had lied, and why did she hate me so much? I tried to think that perhaps she must've had a poorer life than mine. Maybe her father beats her. Or maybe she fancied herself as someone greater than thou? I slipped deeper into my Duran Duran song, this time biting my lip, Simon leBon's vocals victoriously shouting away any new trace of tears.
"New moon on monday! And a firedance through the night! I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite!"
I had only heard the term "geek" later in reference to computer nerds and gamers, but I was not one with them. When I got to the library the next day, I discovered that the meaning of geek was a derogatory reference to a person obsessed with intellectual pursuits for their own sake, who is also deficient in most other human attributes so as to impair the person's operation within society and perhaps that was what I was. As an adult, I came to know "geek" to also mean someone who is creepy, a sideshow freak that eats bugs and other disgusting things as part of a strange stage act. I certainly wasn't that! But the memory of being called a geek in such a sudden and hurtful way still makes me shiver. I have often considered people who turn on me like that to mean that maybe they were secretly jealous or just bored with my tidious sharing of fantasy worlds. It made me self-conscious about opening up to strangers, made me hold back from telling a story or letting someone else read my work. It wasn't until college that I found "my people" but even in writing worshops and open mic nights, I have never really fit in.
I began to form my own definition of geek. I am an individual who rarely seeks social acceptance but desires to share unusual subjects, stories, and things with other people who rarely ever get exposed to what I find amusing. The kind of geek I am is one who never fails to be the first to say the one thing no one wants to hear but wants to say. I'm a geek to other geeks -- someone who works within this world yet dreams out loud and wakes other people up, tries to nudge them into a project or get other geeks to collaborate on something. My devotion, my desires, my passion, my osbessions mark me as that friendly kind of weird anxious to talk the night away about my favorite subject. Most of the time people will sit and listen as I talk so loud and so fast at them that I barely take time out to breathe, which also means they can never quite get a word in edge wise, so my enthusiasm sabotages many a friendship that should've been! Yeah, because I'm the geek who seems to butt herself out of many a group of geeks, not often teaming up with members of her own species for long, if at all.
And what does this all have to do with New Moon on Monday? Today is a new moon Monday. A power house of a new moon in Libra that just happens to fall on a Monday. It lulls me back to that old Duran Duran song, reminds me of the girl on the bus, takes me back to who I used to be in those humid summer days of Springfield, Missouri when I was the only girl out there who seemed to be dreaming out loud to anyone who would dare listen...
"Breaking away with the beast of both worlds /A smile that you cant disguise /Every minute I keep finding /Clues that you leave behind... /Save me from these reminders /As if Id forget tonight / This time la luna... !'
A Libra new moon has some pretty damn strong influence on one-to-one relationships, not only of the romantic sort. It's a good time to look forward and divine some truth from the Tarot or runes or what-have-you and figure out how I can be a better human being to people I want to reach out to. Not just to other people like me with my own unique sets of likes and dislikes and not gain an audience of me clones. I don't think that would measure success in any long term. Looking at the astrological combinations for today and tonight, I sense some heavy-duty celestial influence in the career sphere, especially for those who choose to be artists.
Tonight it's time to embrace the inner geek who stand out like a sore thumb waiting to be sucked and:
"Light YOUR torch and wave it for the... New moon on monday... And a firedance though the night... !"
The more you stand out, the best weird you can be!
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