This is what happens when I get bored...

I stole this off someone else's journal/blog/thing. It's cheesy, I know, but I'm bored and hungry and need something to do until lunch time.

1. Copy and Paste in your blog
2. Bold anything true
3. Leave plain anything untrue
4. I've decided to leave dumb comments in italic, if anyone's interested.

I hate my name.
I miss somebody right now.
I watch more tv than I used to.
I love olives.
I love sleeping.
I own alot of books.
I wear glasses or contact lenses.
I love to play video games.
I've tried marijuana.
I have been in a threesome.
I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
I believe honesty is the best policy.
I like and respect Al Sharpton. pardon my ignorance, but exactly who is Al Sharpton?
I curse alot. but only if I'm mad or sad.
I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
I have a hobby.
I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
I've never broken anyone else's bones.
I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal. Although I can't really think of one right now, I think this is just one of those things that everyone has.
I love rain. I like rain, but I don't love it.
Im paranoid.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I need money right now.
I love sushi.
I talk really, really fast.
I have minty fresh breath in the morning.
I have long hair.
I have lost money in Las Vegas.
I have at least one brother and/or sister.
I was born outside of Australia.
I shave my legs.
I have a twin.
I am actually wasting time doing this thing.
I couldnt survive without Caller I.D.
I like the way I look..sometimes.
I have friends.
I know how to do cornrows.
I am very pessimistic.
I have mood swings.
I think Britney Spears is pretty hot.
I have sort of cheated on a significant other.
I have a hidden talent.
Im always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
I think that I'm popular.
I have dyed my hair.
I have kissed someone of the same sex.
I enjoy talking on the phone. I *despise* talking on the phone.
I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
I love to shop.
I would rather eat than shop.
I would classify myself as ghetto.
Im bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
Im obsessed with my blog!
I dont hate anyone.
Im a pretty good dancer.
I'm embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
I have a mobile phone.
I watch MTV on a daily basis.
I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
I have never been in a real, serious relationship before.
I've rejected someone before.
I currently have a crush on someone.
I am homosexual.
I collect comic books.
I shut others out when I'm sad or mad.
I open up to others easily.
I watch the news.
I own over 5 rap CDs.
I like Disney Movies.
I am a sucker for pretty eyes.
I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation.
I really like someone.
I am self conscious.
I like to laugh a lot.
I smoke a pack a day.
I can't swallow pills.
I've been out of this country.
I'm really ticklish.
I am comfortable with being me sometimes.
I play computer games/video games when I'm bored. w00t, Solitaire!
Gotten lost in the city.
Saw a shooting star.
I had serious surgery.
Talked to him for like 5 secs and made out.
Hugged a stranger. I haven't, but now it's definitely on my to-do list.
Been in a fist fight with the same sex.
Been arrested.
Laughed and had milk/soda come out of your nose.
Pushed all the buttons on an elevator. This is on my to-do list as well.
Made out in an elevator.
Swore at your parents. I've sworn with my parents, but never at them.
Kicked a guy where it hurts.
Been skydiving.
Been bungee jumping. Not yet, but it is planned. It'll happen, I promise!
Broken a bone.
Played spin the bottle.
Gotten the chicken pox.
Ridden in a taxi.
Shoplifted.
Been fired.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.
Stole something from your job.
Had a crush on a teacher/coach.
Saw someone/something dying.
Driven over 400 miles in one day. I've driven over 400 kilometres in one day, but I don't remember how many miles it was.
Been on a plane.
Consumed alcohol.
Run away from home.
Lied to your parents about where you are.
Hate more than love.
Own an MP3 player. And it's not an Ipod. *gasp*
Would wear pyjamas to school.
Eat fast food weekly. Only because I work at Subway. I haven't eaten in any other fast-food joint in years.
Believe in ghosts.
Can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.
Seen a therapist or psychologist.
Love white chocolate.
Argued for the fun of it.
Made out in a moving vehicle.

a much needed update...

So, boy turned out to be a fraud.

It's not as if he isn't nice, and it's not as if he only pretended to like me or something, it's just that it turns out I wouldn't go out with him if I was paid to. Like I said, he's nice and everything, but almost too much so. It turns out he's just not right. I think I want someone a little more witty, so to speak. You know, someone who'll have a good comeback to my stupid comments.

He made it kind of awkward though, considering he told me that eventually, he would really like it if I was his girlfriend. First off: I hardly know the guy, how can he know that's what he wants? Secondly, it makes me feel as if every nice thing he does for me from now on is just a maneuvre to get me to like him back. Somehow, I feel like he's see-through all of a sudden, and although there wasn't much interest once I got to know him, this just makes all the mystery dissapear and now it's boring. I know I have no male readers, but if any guy stumbles upon this one day, I would like to let you know that girls like a little intrigue! I do, anyway. I don't mean to say I want everything hidden from me, but I don't want to know about everything that goes through your head, either. It's fun to try and guess sometimes!

In other news, I finally got out of chemistry. Now I'm in drama! It's wierd, though, because I'm more nervous about going into drama than I was about going into chemistry. Chemistry involves no expression, it's just learning equations off by heart and applying them to different situations. However, drama is all about interpretation and you get judged on whether or not that interpretation reaches out to people. To me, the latter is much more challenging. I'm happy about it though, I think I'll have much more fun.

I have work tonight, but that's okay because I didn't have any exams today, so I got to stay home. That is, I got to go find stuff for Grad Dinner. Yay, Grad Dinner! It's a mardi gras theme this year, and I'm super excited about it. I get to have the gaudiest jewlery and makeup ever concieved, only to get complimented on my atire. Who could ask for more?

On these words of wisdom, I think I'm going to take off. Dinner is soon, and in the meantime I've gotten addicted to solitaire. :)