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When I get bad marks on my exam, I hyperventilate. It's pretty bad. I'm one of those Honors Asian kids who do nothing but "study" and wander around the Internet. But the first one to break is usually me (between my parents and me). I cry - it's pathetic - and my parents can't deal with emotions so they just lecture for hours. I usually take it the hardest because I set such high standards for myself - if those standards aren't reached, I fall apart.

Story Time!

At school, I hold the door for everybody and wait for whoever is still walking down the stairs. I smile at the women behind the desks in the Principal's office and I talk to the lunch ladies (they think I'm being underfed and like to give me extra for less). When I hit people, I say excuse me and apologies profusely, and when I'm at the counter of a store, I do the same.

I do all of these things to see what people will do. Because manners are so hard to come by nowadays, they either reply with a suspicious smile or are equally polite - albeit surprised. The people walking down the stairs actually speed up and stutter out "thank you"'s and "you didn't have to"'s (as if they haven't said either for a while).

But it's nice - even the most bad-ass gangster has something nice to say.

Ah: The fruit around a seed is called an ovary .

If your an only child, just give your opinion on this. If yuo could choose, would you be the oldest child or the youngest child in your family? I would want to be the oldest because you get to choose what you want before they younger child and be the boss of the youngest because the oldest is more responsible.

So, do you want be the oldest or youngest child in your family?

No you don't. I'm the oldest of three children and am responsible for their actions. If they don't come home on time, I get yelled at. If they're not studying, I get yelled at. If they're not doing ANYTHING AT ALL, I get yelled at. When they want to go out with their friends and no one else is home, I have to stay home to guard the house, answer the phone, and be there when they come home. It's especially hard when you're smaller than both of them and can't just beat them into submission. As the eldest, you have to set an example.

In the end, you sacrifice a lot.

I guess the people of the fashion industry would prosper. Though we'd probably end up destroying ourselves in the end, look at the bright side:

We'd be pretty when the world blows up.

Smiles and pleasantries get you through life. Nevertheless, there are tons of personalities that I honestly cannot stand - even the personalities of my friends:

1] People who know they're hot, but pretend to be modest to get more comments. 2] Girls who pretend to be super cute Asian girls. Like, with V-signs and giggles. 3] People who brag about doing stupid things. 4] People who always think they're right. 5] Girls who pretend that they're dumb to get attention when, in reality, they're super smart. 6] People who make derogatory comments about other people when they're near. 7] Those assholes who think they're funny when they're disrupting class. 8] People - forget it. How about: People in general.

I'm a real hater.

I'm not going to lie and say that I do - the only "old movie" [if you consider it old] that I still like is "The Sound of Music". My preferences tend to shift towards new movies - the ones that can manipulate camera angles and colors to appeal to the audience. I'm a sucker for eyecandy, basically - and sad stories.

I want to be in the Philippines during my parents' time [roughly around the late 60s to through the 70s]. Apparently, it was safer then. Kids didn't didn't deal drugs behind break shops, kids didn't become squaters, kids just hung out at the beach until the sun went down. People weren't killed back then, either. In all of my parents' old pictures, they look happy. They're smiling and they're always with a kajillion number of friends - so many that they can barely fit in the picture [and no retakes, kids - way before digital cameras].

I've got an overactive imagination and a thing for horror movies/ ghost stories/ ghost hunter episodes/ supernatural documentaries on the discovery channel. Sometimes, when I'm just laying in bed and about to fall asleep, something from those shows/ etc. will come back to me and I'm wide awake again. There's also a particular image of a witch that's been haunting my mind for years that usually manifests itself from the pile of coats behind my bedroom door. The blurry images that I see in the corner of my eye also scare me [I wear glasses].

But I've been scared out of my wits from my own reflection. No lie.

Eh - no. [I saw the answer on other peoples' posts, though.] Anyway - here's a riddle:

When you have it, you can't tell it. When you tell it, you don't have it. What is it?

Terribly.

But that's my fault since I choose to not hang out with my friends. I'm a notorious liar when it comes to going to the movies/ going to someone's house/ participating in study groups. We've more or less come apart since I've started hermitting myself inside of my house, so I don't have to lie so much anymore.

Hum - it's good to know if you play Animal Crossing .

I have a brother and a sister and we fight like Gundams on a daily basis. But instead of starting an all out war that spans over several seasons, we move to different rooms before sitting on the couch to watch TV.

My theory: When you put a large family in a small, enclosed area, fights are bound to happen. But when you separate said family, they tend to want to be nearer.

My first best friend [before I decided that having best friends only pits friends against each other] was a Chinese girl named June. We were in 1st grade when we met and people used to ask if we were sister ['cos, you know, all asians look alike]. She was super smart, played with swords, and tried to teach me Chinese. We weren't really best friends [in the way most people perceived it], but we sat next to each other in school and played in the dirt.

Then she moved to Texas and I haven't heard from her since. The funny thing's that I made another really close friend JUST like her in 7th grade.

I'm a carbonated-drink fiend. While I crave water like any normal human, I'll drink coke/ pepsi/ sunkist/ etc. if given the choice. I'm aware of the dangers, kidney stones and dissolving bones and what not, but it tastes good. And the burn of the stuff going down your throat's kinda cool, too.

I experience it randomly. I'd stop what I'm doing to think in my head, "Hey, this seems real familiar." But my mind's usually too boggled to do anything but process what's happening - I'm too distracted with what I think I've seen before to say that I've seen this before. I usually end up dizzy, ^^;;.

I suffer from short-term memory loss. It's not diagnosed or anything, but I'm assuming as much, :P. &I think all kids my age suffer from a selective memory.

I tend to remember random things that have nothing to do with what I'm doing at the moment--- I end up forgetting everything important.

I'm not very ambitious when it comes to life in general, but when I need to get something done, I mix it up with loud music. Whether or not the music's supposed to be played loudly.

C:

Heh. Nice to meet you, too, drifter.

I'm a reader. Have been for a few years now. But despite my activity on the site, I've never posted anything I've written [I've stopped trying].

When it comes down to it, I suck at using other people's characters. The end.

Haibane Renmei Jigoku Shoujo Mushishi GTO

I have them all in my possession, but have never bothered to watch them. Sheer laziness, I tell you. Feels like you're falling out of love.