| I suppose it was a matter of time |
[Mar. 2nd, 2009|12:24 pm] |
The ill state of the economy has finally hit home. I mean, I recognized how hard it was for a lot of people and that things were definitely not ok. I became jaded, after a while, of the same news every day -- the Dow Jones has fallen more points, and so did all the European indices, let's all go home and cry over our intangible numbers, etc. Or we'd hear all about the president's new shiny bailout for another company I don't give a shit about, using money they don't have. Oh wait, they'll just tax us, and our kids and our kids' kids. But in the meantime, let's print more money and further cheapen the good ol' dollar! Whatever.
It all seemed so distant, and I (having a recession/depression-proof job because I work for the man) felt rather removed from the whole mess. It was comfort in a world where comfort is now more of a luxury than ever.
I still have my job -- no worries there. This company is still hiring for fuck's sake. Since most of the contracts here are DoD contracts, and defense spending goes through the roof during an economic crisis, it's all good.
Ever since my mom's company went out of business over a year ago, she's been going to school to be able to later get a higher-paying job. She's been collecting unemployment benefits ever since. It was a modest supplement to my dad's fairly stable income, which kept the family afloat month to month.
Though money was tight often, we still lived comfortably more or less, and I could contribute during an emergency. I mean, my main bills are my car payment, insurance and whatever credit card bills I have. Luckily, my parents let me live for free under their roof ever since I graduated from college.
Recently, though, this marginally stable situation was abruptly changed. My dad's company finally went out of business -- it shut down for 3 months initially, and now it seems it's shut down until further notice. My dad is now out of work, collecting unemployment benefits.
Naturally, I have to pay the bills now -- my own and the family's. At least until my dad finds a new job somewhere. I have to dip into my savings now to keep up, which were originally intended for a down payment for a house sometime in the near future. All those plans are slowly but surely getting pushed farther out and farther out still. It sucks, pretty much.
I have about $25 bucks to my name now, to last me until my next paycheck, which will probably be quite small after all those bills that have to be taken care of to keep the family afloat. It's a shame when the working man has hardly enough cash to even get to work -- that's a huge problem.
Can Obama save families like mine? Probably not. At least not fast enough. It is pretty futile to think one can depend on the government, nor should one be inclined to.
It is thought that the economy still has no bottom in sight, which means it's going to get a lot worse. Fun times. It feels like 1929, guys.
The point of this whole rambling is that I think it's obscene how much those intangible numbers in Wall Street influence our lives. Money has this unrelenting grip on most people, and gets in the way of things that are truly important. I try not to lose sight of those things, which vary from person to person. Though things are bad, economically, I think it is important to flight for those things that truly matter.
Maybe I should buy a plot of land someplace, just in case. That way, when the real shit comes, I can be self sufficient with a farm or something. Hopefully it won't come to that, but if it does, Wall street will disappear and we're back to 1929. At least there won't be any debt.
The best things you can do to prepare for a depression are to get smart, and get fit.
Time to get back to work, so I can make the money I need to give to other people. |
|
|
| The need to write |
[Feb. 25th, 2009|08:34 am] |
I do not know if anyone reads this anymore. It doesn't matter. I need an outlet to write. I must write. I am reviving this account.
Happy ash-Wednesday to those misguided minds who subscribe to all that and such! |
|
|
| The wonders and pitfalls of Garageband 3 and a Macbook |
[Aug. 30th, 2007|11:44 am] |
It's been a long time since I last posted! Basically I've been fooling around with my brother's Macbook and Garageband as you may have guessed. Using the Macbook's seemingly shit embedded microphone and my guitar I recorded Link Wray's "Rumble." You may have heard this song if you listen to Link Wray and His Wray Men or if you've seen Pulp Fiction. Surprisingly, a Macbook's microphone doesn't sound like total ass. You can find the song at:
http://www3.hmc.edu/~ngodinez/Rumble.mp3
Mad props to Kevin for helping me upload it. Apparently Linux IS useful. As it turns out, I did more work trying to make the recording available online than I did actually recording it. Figures, I guess. Anyway enjoy. It's a little rough around the edges and I couldn't figure out how to make it fade in the end so whatever. Cheers! |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Jul. 12th, 2007|03:10 pm] |
|
I feel like Woody did when Buzz Lightyear arrived. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Jun. 21st, 2007|12:36 am] |
PAUL POTTS WON! Wooo! This is like 4-day-old news but still! If you don't know what I'm talking about just google his name. He won the competition of Britain's Got Talent and will be performing in front of the queen. This dude did opera -- from mobile phone salesman to pro opera singer. The man's a wonderful tenor.
He totally deserved it. |
|
|
| It has been brought to my attention... |
[Jun. 11th, 2007|12:21 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Mudd | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pensive | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Bo Pepper - Change | ] |
...that my Spanish is EXTREMELY rusty. It is times like these that I think, "holy crap am I really forgetting how to speak Spanish?" It's not that I forget how to put sentences together -- that's something that always sticks to my brain with whatever language I attempt to learn. It's really vocab, vocab, vocab. I forget how to say a certain word in Spanish that I find trivial in English and it totally freaks me out. It's really quite frustrating. Maddalena, you'll be my guinea pig -- I will IM/talk to you in Spanish overwhelmingly as soon as you let me know that you've read this entry until I am satisfied with my command over the language of my ancestors. Knowing that you frequent LJ that shouldn't take too terribly long.
If you're still reading at this point, you might wonder why I bring this up now. "Noel, why come you realise this now?" you ask? Firstly, saying "why come" is like subjecting the English language to a Nazi holocaust -- please don't use that. You don't want to be a Nazi, do you? Secondly, here's the story:
I got an email this morning from a potential buyer of my chromatic harmonica on Amazon asking me about shipping costs. Pretty standard kind of email from a potential buyer with the blatant exception that he has terrible English. Also he's from Argentina! He wants me to ship to Argentina! Now, now that may have been a little harsh. I am impressed with his level of understanding of the English language. What I mean by that is that he can understand any sentence, as far as I can tell, that you can reasonably throw at him. However, when it comes to putting words together you can just SEE how much he's thinking in Spanish when assembling sentences. Well maybe I can see that -- I know that some people don't think in languages and can't exactly relate. I am one of those chumps that does indeed think in language at least when I speak/write/communicate. If I absorb myself in thought, language becomes irrelevant. When I try to communicate these thoughts, however, I think in the language that I'm speaking/writing/communicating. It's just the way I function. But I digress...
I replied to this person thinking that I had finally understood his email and let him know that if he prefers he can email me in Spanish as I am a native speaker. A couple of hours later, he does! I understand his email perfectly! I even think about all those silly little nuances in language for words and ways of saying things that vary regionally. I was thinking of how amusingly Argentinians use Spanish to my ears. That's not meant to be condescending or anything remotely evil -- it's just curious how language varies when isolated from its origin located across the Atlantic.
Now this revelation of mine did not happen upon reading his email in Spanish. It happened right after that during the hour and a half it took me to write just a little over a short paragraph. Not 100 words. Why did it take this long? Because I tried my hand (or mouth/brain?) at Spanish and feared ridicule from this person for my horrendous use of the language. I even offered my apologies for not being able to type accents on my words. The weirdest thing about it was that I was thinking in ENGLISH trying to type in SPANISH. That was borderline futile. I was forced to think in Spanish, which was comparatively like driving on a newly paved road with giant-ass, randomly distributed pot holes. Said pot holes are words in Spanish that are simply MISSING in my brain. It takes me looking the word up to remember and say "Oh yeah, that's what it is." At the very least, when I look up a certain word it reminds me of other related words "nearby." It's kind of like those caches we learned about in E85. I can definitely see where they got the idea.
I finally did manage to type a respectable email in Spanish but instead of getting a rewarding feeling out of it I became encased in a sort of high-pitched fear. I simply cannot forget that language or any language that I every try to learn. It's quite frightening to not be able to communicate. I'd hate being mute. I think it's time for me to put this "knack" (or whatever you want to call it) of mine for languages to some good use. Maybe I could be a spy. Haha. Anyway, just thought I'd share that. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[May. 31st, 2007|08:33 am] |
Wow I haven't updated in a LONG time. I now mostly use this thing to comment on pictures I see on Toothpastefordinner's LJ random picture generator. I've actually seen really cool pictures there that are not either over-the-top myspace high-contrast emo pictures or porn. It's actually pretty cool. Though this morning at nearly 1 am I witnessed a frenzy of Russian porn LJ posts. Granted some of them were pretty artsy and cool (e.g. not to be considered porn) I'd say that for approximately 80% of the pictures I saw in this category, I could not find an explanation. Perhaps I'd have more of a clue if I could understand Russian (which I plan to someday). The only thing that I could be sure of, however, is the following: IF naked THEN Russian. There were no survivors.. err exceptions. (Wow that was lame. Even I could have seriously done better than that.) Perhaps if any Russians read my LJ (probably no one -- perhaps one sad little man in Siberia) they can enlighten me on the matter.
In related news, I'm getting pretty fed up with the internet's "i'm in ur 'blah'z, stealing ur 'thing'z" What the fuck internet? That isn't even remotely funny. Perhaps it's an inside joke started like 3 years ago that I don't understand? Rubbish! Try again! F!
However I DID find the most hilarious heist on the internet EVER. If you're interested google the ever so glorious phrase "P-P-P Powerbook." I you haven't heard of this, it involves an American kid selling a hilariously false powerbook on ebay to some Eastern European scammer in London. Basically the scammer planned to get a shiny new computer and not paying the kid for it. You must find the story and cry with laughter.
I will seriously try to update this more if my life becomes remotely interesting in the near future.
Ta
P.S. Listen to Bo Pepper! myspace.com/bopepper. They have awesome music. They're a brand new group from England who are awesome and aren't even signed yet. They just started touring around London. |
|
|
| Thing. |
[Nov. 16th, 2006|08:44 pm] |
Thing: If you reply to this, and say "interview meeee" i will ask you 5 extremely personal or not questions. You will then have no choice but to answer them in a livejournal post and so on. you see how it is. also post this creative message. (From ze Andrew)
1. If you had an extra 30 minute in each day, where would you put it, and what would you do with it?
Where's a good place to put time? I think I'll put it in a Swiss bank account because time is money. I can think of two things that I could do with it under one critical assumption: rollover minutes. If mobile phone companies can do it so can time herself! I would keep my rollover minutes in that Swiss bank account and carry on with my normal life for several years. After those years have passed, I would take out that time plus whatever interest it gained and use it all in one sitting to do a lot of shit that I always wanted to do but never had time to. If I don't use it all, I can put that time back in the bank. My other option is to cash it since time is money. Obviously. Then I'd be rich.
2. If you made an alcoholic drink based on the music you listen to, what kind of (real or pseudo-real) beveredges would be in it?
Holy shit. Where do I start? First of all, the liquids would have to be of different densities and of different colors so that they simulate a lava lamp including the awesome floating up and down patterns as a tribute to the Jimi Hendrix Experience. You could also shine white light through it and it would act as a prism... YES THAT'S IT! The drink could only be served in a hollowed out prism so that you can separate white light in tribute to Pink Floyd. Let's see as for the particulars of the drink. You'd need Page-burst slightly concentrated melon liqueur (1/2 finger), Starkey Vodka (1.5 fingers), B.B. Blue Curacao (1/8 finger) for the blues, and 12-bar pink lemonade. Once done drinking the drink you'd have to smash a mirror with the prism-glass and set the mess on fire.
3. How many pennies do you think you could eat in a sitting?
Hmm... simple units problem. The volume of a penny is 1/2*pi*r^2*h, where r is the radius of the penny and h is the height. Assume my stomach is a sphere of radius R. The volume of my stomach is then 4/3*pi*R^3. Then you would just divide the volume of my stomach by the volume of a penny. The resulting ratio has the units of 1/(1/pennies) = pennies. So The number of pennies I can eat in one sitting is (8/3)(R^3)/(r^2*h).
4. A group of tibetan monks shows up at your door one day and starts talking trash. What insult do you use to put them in their place?
I show them a coupon stating "FREE Tibet with the purchase of one country of equal or greater value" and burn it with my zippo. That oughta learn them... but that may be a little harsh. It depends on what kind of trash they're talking. I guess giving them pennies purposefully confusing them for beggars or Jehova's witnesses and telling them that God has given up on them would suffice.
5. If you could assign something to be completely unaffected by gravity, what would it be?
THE INTERNET AND EVERYTHING THAT IS CONNECTED TO IT. Just imagine your computer floating above your desk! That would be fucking awesome. You could use a laptop on wireless as a transportation device -- make sure not to get too high because the wireless range will run out eventually. But still! Imagine the internet not being affected by gravity! That's one step closer to "Jesus" status for the internet. |
|
|
| totally retarded |
[Aug. 10th, 2006|11:24 am] |
Help me! this is the result of me being bored at work~!
 |
|
|
| new song part II |
[Jul. 3rd, 2006|10:48 pm] |
Two updates...
The song's guitar track was changed to a mic'ed acoustic guitar.
Also, kevin pointed out that my link doesn't work... I gotta change some settings
on my apache server. The song should be accessible Here |
|
|
| quiz thing |
[Jul. 3rd, 2006|02:29 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  ditzy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Black Keys - Midnight | ] |
Yeah yeah this is old... this is stolen from everyone who's posted it so far.
A - Available :: I suppose not.
A - Age :: 20
A - A random fact :: I half-puked last night.
B - Best female friend :: er? Maddalena would be the closest to that that I've got.
B - Beer :: Only Guinness!
B - Best male friend :: Haha... I dunno? They're all cool.
C - Crush :: the orange soda?
C - Car :: I want one.
C - Candy :: sometimes
D - Day or night :: Night time is the right time!
D - Death :: is always near.
D - Dog or cat :: Cat-Dog thing from that old Nickelodeon cartoon!... probably kitties.
E - Easiest person to talk to :: anyone that's not my dad.
E - Eggs :: Eggies eggies eggies!!!
E - Emotions :: can't be satisfied (goddamn song lyrics!)
F - First Love :: Maddalena
F - Favorite colors :: the cool ones.
F - Favorite fastfood :: In n'Out
G - Grand parents are from :: Dead, sadly. Yes they're from dead.
G - Gangsta :: sadly accepted by society.
H - Hair Color :: Brown... slowly turning redder everyday.. kinda scary
H - Height: 5'11''
H - Have you ever been on Welfare :: No
I - Ice Cream :: It would be heaven if it could be fed to me through a funnel without dying.
I - Initials: NAG (fuck, that SUCKS!!)
I - Idol :: Blackpoleon Blackaparte (hahahahhahaahah!!)
J - Job :: ECF Summer System Administrator
J - Juice :: Donald Duck Orange Juice!
K - Kids :: Sometime.
K - Killer :: noun. He or she who makes an otherwise hilarious joke lame.
K - Kindergarten :: Was in England. I think I got my lunch stolen once.
L - Longest Car Ride :: From Nogales, Sonora, Mexico to Ukiah, California, USA.
L - Last Phone Call :: Mum.
M - Milk flavor :: nastiest shit unless it's cold.
M - Money or Happiness :: Happiness...because it's a warm gun (fuck stop already!)
N - Number of Siblings :: Two
N - Number of Tattoos :: Zero (Cool... dammit stop! stupid hackers)
O - One wish :: To become a good musician.
O - One phobia :: Drowning (now you know how to torture me.. great)
O - One regret :: Not having started music earlier.
P - Part of your appearance you like best :: Legs? dunno.
P - Part of your personality you like best :: I don't easily get offended...hence easy going.
Q - Quick or Slow :: Quickerly.
Q - Quote :: Do the safety dance.
R - Reason to smile :: I get hookah soon and smoke with people!
R - Reality TV Show :: Haha I suppose House, M.D. doesn't count.
R - Reasons to cry :: Not getting enough musicality done.
S - Song Last Heard :: Break On Through
S - Singer :: I like to think I'm one.. but then I'm slightly self-delusional.
S - Shoe :: Chucks!
T - Time you woke up :: 8:00 AM
T - Time for shower :: Usually when I wake up.
T - Toilet paper :: Is bloody useful.
U - Unpredictable :: a pubescent boy's voice.
V - Vegetable you hate :: Asparagus
V - Vegetable you love :: Tomatoes!!!
V - Vacation spot :: Antarctica!
W- Worst Habits :: Nail bitting, spending too much time inside.
W- Where are you going to travel next :: Bay area? Maybe?
W- Weather right now :: Bleeding hot!
X - X-Rays :: expose one's lime green skeleton. (ok that's it)
X - X-Rated :: movies make me break the "Don't try this at home" rule.
Y - Year you were born :: 1986
Y - Year you think the world would end :: When we get eaten by pac man!
Z - Zoo Animal :: The zoo doesn't OWN animals, man.
Z - Zodiac :: Taurus |
|
|
| New song! |
[Jul. 3rd, 2006|02:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My crappy beatles cover | ] |
Well it isn't really new seeing as it's a Beatles cover.
I was using jam soc's equipment to record this in my room... apologies in advance
for its mediocrity but you know.. kevin seems to be recording a lot this summer and
so I thought I'd do the same. Also I got out of work early on account of the fourth
so I had extra time. I warn you that the guitar track was really brassy because my acoustic guitar pickup is apparently really sketchy. I plugged it directly into the mixer when I really should have mic'ed it.
Haha! Enjoy.
You've Got To Hide Your Love Away |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[May. 14th, 2006|05:10 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | HMC | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | le enigma | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Who - Substitute | ] |
hahahahahah! I just realised that I may be celebrating my 20th birthday by myself! |
|
|
| Muhu haha! |
[Apr. 9th, 2006|06:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  busy | ] |
Excellent Quiz with hilarious results!
Here are mine:
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.
You are Charles VI of France, also known as Charles the Mad or Charles the Well-Beloved!
A fine, amiable and dreamy young man, skilled in horsemanship and archery, you were also from a long line of dribbling madmen. King at 12 and quickly married to your sweetheart, Bavarian Princess Isabeau, you enjoyed many happy months together before either of you could speak anything of the other's language. However, after illness you became a tad unstable. When a raving lunatic ran up to your entourage spouting an incoherent prophecy of doom, you were unsettled enough to slaughter four of your best men when a page dropped a lance. Your hair and nails fell out. At a royal masquerade, you and your courtiers dressed as wild men, ending in tragedy when four of them accidentally caught fire and burned to death. You were saved by the timely intervention of the Duchess of Berry's underskirts.
This brought on another bout of sickness, which surgeons countered by drilling holes in your skull. The following months saw you suffer an exorcism, beg your friends to kill you, go into hyperactive fits of gaiety, run through your rooms to the point of exhaustion, hide from imaginary assassins, claim your name was Georges, deny that you were King and fail to recognise your family. You smashed furniture and wet yourself at regular intervals. Passing briefly into erratic genius, you believed yourself to be made of glass and demanded iron rods in your attire to prevent you breaking.
In 1405 you stopped bathing, shaving or changing your clothes. This went on until several men were hired to blacken their faces, hide, jump out and shout "boo!", upon which you resumed basic hygiene. Despite this, your wife continued sleeping with you until 1407, when she hired a young beauty, Odette de Champdivers, to take her place. Isabeau then consoled herself, as it were, with your brother. Her lovers followed thick and fast while you became a pawn of your court, until you had her latest beau strangled and drowned.
A severe fever was fended off with oranges and pomegranates in vast quantities, but you succumbed again in 1422 and died. Your disease was most likely hereditary. Unfortunately, you had anywhere up to eleven children, who variously went on to develop capriciousness, great cruelty, insecurity, paranoia, revulsion towards food and, in one case, a phobia of bridges. |
|
|
| e8 proctoring |
[Feb. 2nd, 2006|12:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bored | ] |
So I'm at work right now. No kiddies working on their tools in here.
Lesson for me: bring a fucking book next time.
Lesson for people in e8 who leave tools to the last minute: PAIN!
So if you're in e8, come get started early if you have nothing to do on Tuesdays from 12:30-2:30 and on Thursdays from 12:00pm to 2:30pm. I will be here to help you guys out! |
|
|
| First Day Back |
[Jan. 17th, 2006|04:28 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  chipper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | That Stupid Fallout Boy Song | ] |
Only two classes today! Physics and E83.
Physics was... Well, you know physics! Yay momentum!
I am wondering, however, if all the problems are the same in the old text as in the new one.
In other words, will I have to buy a new one?! :O
As for E83... Jeeeebus bleeding Christ I love engineering... well the idea. I can already see
how it will be terribly hard, this class. All the same, it sounds really cool so far!
Tomorrow will be a bit heavier with pretty much every other class I'm taking.
Please make a note that my brain will not function on Mondays and Wednesdays. |
|
|
| finally online! |
[Jan. 5th, 2006|07:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | uhh... The Goodfellas? | ] |
Woo! So I recently moved and am finally settled.
New address available upon request, kiddies!
Today the cable guy came and installed cable on the telly and gave us access to the glorious land commonly known as "internet."
I'm back!
Oh and this may sound dorky but I just finished the third Harry Potter book... I'm determined to finish the six books out currently (which my brother owns) in addition to Catch 22! |
|
|
| stolen survey from karen! |
[Dec. 29th, 2005|05:16 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | exhausted | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Heart - Mother Earth Blues | ] |
Cowboy/girl--
1] Do you have a couch in your front yard or porch? No, I really don't.
2] Do you drive a four-wheeler? And break my back?! Are you mad?!
4] Do you like to get dirrrty? Hahaha!! 'the fuck does that mean?
5] Do you like country music? Folky stuff is as close as it gets so no. Folky stuff is awesome.
6] Do you have a broken car in your back yard? Can't say I do.
8] Do you live on more then 2 acres? Hahaha! I like in LA!
9] Do you have more then 4 different animals at your home? None at the moment actually.
TOTAL YES- 0.0
-Goth-
1] Do you wear eyeliner? Good god, no.
2] Is most of your clothing dark? Most of my t-shirts are. But no not really.
3] Do you think about death often? In an exsistential way, I suppose.
4] Do you want to die? Not at all.
5] Are you a social outcast? That depends.
6] Are you pale? In some places.
7] Do you like Hot Topic? Sometimes I buy shirts there..
8] Do you enjoy IF YOU PISS ME OFF? Is that even a sentence?
TOTAL YES: 1.0
--Skater Punk--
1] Can you skateboard? Yes I can.
2] Do you wear Vans? Used to. Not anymore.
3] Do you do stupid stuff with your friends? Yep.
4] Have you gotten in trouble with the Cops? Close, but no cigar!
5] Do you watch the x-games? Used to.
6] Do you have any piercings? Nope.
7] Do you like/wear mohawks? No, thanks. I don't like horrid growths sprouting out of my head.
8] Do you wear Band t-shirts? Yes I do. Perhaps too often. But hey! I listen those bands too!
9] Have you called someone a poser? Hahah... I have.
T0TAL YES: 4.0
--PREP--
1] Do you say the word "like"? I try not to...
2] Do you shop at Hollister/Abercrombie & Fitch? I've been to one with my sister! Ugh! But no I dare not shop there ever!
3] Do you pop the collar? I'm not familiar with the art.
4] Do the people in Hot Topic scare you? No, I laugh at them.
5] Is the only nerd u like Seth Cohen? Who?
6] Do you watch LAGUNA BEACH? I've BEEN there if that's what you mean.
8] Do you want/have a little dog? I want a cat.
T0TAL YES : 0.0
--Hippie--
1] Is your hair long? I suppose.
2] Do you own a tye-dye shirt? I actually don't have any.
3] Do you like the peace sign? Oh, yes.
4] Do You want to save the animals? Not in PETA. However, I don't like animal cruelty.
5] Do you think war is unnecessary? War is never the answer.
6] Is love essential in your life? All you need is love, mate.
7] Have you smoked pot? Haha.. I have.
8] Do you like classic rock and trippy music? Oh do I ever!
9]Are you a vegetarian? Not at all.
10]Are you laid back? I suppose so.
T0TAL YES: 8.0
--Gangsta--
1] Do you act ghetto? Hell no!
2] Do you wear do-rags? What is that?
4] Was Tupac truly the greatest rapper in the world? He dead.
5] Do you believe he's alive? I say you he dead!!
6] Do you like afros? Crazy '70s afros!
7] Have you ever said "Fo Shizzle"? That's the lamest thing ever.
8] Do you like to dance? On certain occasions. Preferably following intoxication.
9] Do you own any Baby Phat or G-Unit? G-G-G-G-G-UUNIT!!! no...
TOTAL YES: 2.0
--Emo-
1] Do you cry often? Oh no.
2] Do you wear hoodies? Not often at all.
3] Do you like soft music? Oh yes I do.
4] Do people not understand you? I dunno.
5] Do you write your own songs? Wish I did it more often. But I do.
6] Ever dyed your hair red, black or dark? I never have.
7] Do you cut your own hair? Nope. That's up to a senile old lady a block away.
8] Are you lonely right now? I miss a certain someone =).
9] Is Ohio for lovers? Ohio?! What the hell is an Ohio!?
10] Do you wear black rimed glasses? No, never have.
TOTAL YES: 3.0
--Surfer--
1] Do you surf? Never have.
2] Do you wear flip flops year-round? Nope. I don't even own a pair.
3] Is your hair shaggy? I suppose.
4] Do you wake up before 6 every morning? Oh fuck that.
5] Do you own any pairs of shorts? Don't own any.
6] Are you tan? I suppose I am. Yay cancer!
7] Do you want to be at the beach right now? Not especially.
8] Do you hate tourists? Some. The annoying kind.
TOTAL YES: 2.5
--Geek--
1] Do you wear glasses? Yup.
2] Do you get good grades? Hahahahahahahahahahahahhahaahah!!!!!
3] Do you use an inhaler? No. Luckily!
4] Do you stick pens and calculators into your shirt pockets? Nope.
5] Does your mom pick out your clothes? Oh I don't let her.
5] Are you on the computer often? Yeah quite often.
6] Do you ever get picked on? When I was little! haha.
7] Do you look forward to go to school? Sorta... not for classes though! Wink!
8] Are you shy around the opposite sex? Y'know not really. I used to be though.
TOTAL YES: 3.5
HAHAHAHAHA I'M A HIPPIE ACCORDING TO THIS! Runner up is Skater Punk....ugh lol.
At least I'm a hippie who is in school and is hygenic!
Ta! |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
| |
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
asshat515's journal
cold