Truth: I used to be obsessed with this show from New Zealand called The Tribe. On the show, everyone wears really weird makeup, and I used to put eyeliner on my face all day long to copy it.
Truth: I'm obsessed with Monopoly and I fucking rock at it.
... Which is why no one plays with me anymore. Apparently kicking everyone else's ass is NOT the purpose of the game. In which case... what IS the point?
QUOTE (HelloLover86 @ Aug 7 2006, 03:06 PM)
Truth: I used to be obsessed with this show from New Zealand called The Tribe. On the show, everyone wears really weird makeup, and I used to put eyeliner on my face all day long to copy it.
Truth: My best friend is a Kiwi, but I cannot listen to more than one Kiwi accent at a time because I think it's the most annoying accent in the world. Thank God my bestie has lived in Australia long enough for her accent to be muddled to the point where I can stand it.
Truth: I wish I was from New Zealand just so I could be called a Kiwi cause kiwis are my favorite fruit ever.
Kiwi Fruits rock.
Truth: I hooked up with a guy who I knew had a girlfriend and I have no remorse. If anything, I think she's pathetic for not realising that her boyfriend is a slut and is cheating on her... but if any girl did that with a guy I was dating, I'd rip her a new one.
Honestly, knowing that a guy has a girlfriend but wants to be with you is a massive ego boost. Even if you know deep down that it's nothing more than a fling. Having said that, I don't think I'd ever do something like that again, just because I don't want to be a hypocrite if it ever happens to me in the future.
Truth: I'm really starting to stress out about this conference this morning. I think my heart is in my throat and I might vomit it up from the stress. I hate not knowing exactly what I'm doing and today I don't even know what the conference is about. The stress. The stress. The stress. aadfkjghkajhgkajhfgag.
I guess the real truth is that I can't cope with the unknown. Not on my own.
truth: i only drink orange soda, but i love mtn dew and cream too.
truth: i am trying really hard to not be forgotten when i die. im trying through art and clothes i make.. i would rather die right now than be forgotten after a full life.
Truth: I used to be obsessed with the Spice Girls.
Rightfully so! There's nothing to be ashamed of in that.
Truth: as a young Girl Scout in elementary school, my troop and I went to an overnight campout at a place called Camp Jewel. As an activity, each troop had to come up with some sort of skit. Whereas all the other girls had meaningful skits about camp safety, friendship, and marshmellows, we made a dance routine to the Spice Girls' "Wannabe" and shook our prepubescent asses onstage. Apparently, my mother tells me now, the other troop leaders were horrified at our more "mature" dance moves. We loved every second of it.
Rightfully so! There's nothing to be ashamed of in that.
Truth: as a young Girl Scout in elementary school, my troop and I went to an overnight campout at a place called Camp Jewel. As an activity, each troop had to come up with some sort of skit. Whereas all the other girls had meaningful skits about camp safety, friendship, and marshmellows, we made a dance routine to the Spice Girls' "Wannabe" and shook our prepubescent asses onstage. Apparently, my mother tells me now, the other troop leaders were horrified at our more "mature" dance moves. We loved every second of it.
Sounds like crazyy fun. But I was young..and all I knew was Spice Girls. Everyone HAD to have liked at least one Spice Girls song..guilty pleasure for some.
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... Which is why no one plays with me anymore. Apparently kicking everyone else's ass is NOT the purpose of the game. In which case... what IS the point?
Truth: My best friend is a Kiwi, but I cannot listen to more than one Kiwi accent at a time because I think it's the most annoying accent in the world. Thank God my bestie has lived in Australia long enough for her accent to be muddled to the point where I can stand it.
Kiwi Fruits rock.
Truth: I hooked up with a guy who I knew had a girlfriend and I have no remorse. If anything, I think she's pathetic for not realising that her boyfriend is a slut and is cheating on her... but if any girl did that with a guy I was dating, I'd rip her a new one.
Honestly, knowing that a guy has a girlfriend but wants to be with you is a massive ego boost. Even if you know deep down that it's nothing more than a fling. Having said that, I don't think I'd ever do something like that again, just because I don't want to be a hypocrite if it ever happens to me in the future.
(((HUGS)))
I guess the real truth is that I can't cope with the unknown. Not on my own.
i fear the unknown when i'm alone as well... if i'm with others than i'm up for an adventure...
truth: i am trying really hard to not be forgotten when i die. im trying through art and clothes i make.. i would rather die right now than be forgotten after a full life.
Truth: I just edited this post because my last truth made me embarassed.
Rightfully so! There's nothing to be ashamed of in that.
Truth: as a young Girl Scout in elementary school, my troop and I went to an overnight campout at a place called Camp Jewel. As an activity, each troop had to come up with some sort of skit. Whereas all the other girls had meaningful skits about camp safety, friendship, and marshmellows, we made a dance routine to the Spice Girls' "Wannabe" and shook our prepubescent asses onstage. Apparently, my mother tells me now, the other troop leaders were horrified at our more "mature" dance moves. We loved every second of it.
(((HUGS)))
thanks lady darbs *hugs*
Truth: as a young Girl Scout in elementary school, my troop and I went to an overnight campout at a place called Camp Jewel. As an activity, each troop had to come up with some sort of skit. Whereas all the other girls had meaningful skits about camp safety, friendship, and marshmellows, we made a dance routine to the Spice Girls' "Wannabe" and shook our prepubescent asses onstage. Apparently, my mother tells me now, the other troop leaders were horrified at our more "mature" dance moves. We loved every second of it.
Sounds like crazyy fun.
But I was young..and all I knew was Spice Girls.
Everyone HAD to have liked at least one Spice Girls song..guilty pleasure for some.