
The Goddess of Night and Regret. You are a perfect
confidante. Always understanding and
solicitous, you could be a queen and you are
exceptionally honest. You are an intelligent
beauty.
Which gorgeous goddess are you? For girls! (breath taking pics!)
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You're a romantic girl. You're kind, caring,
loveing, and peaceful. You spend a lot of your
time dreaming and you're not afraid to express
deep emotion, whether it be in a poem, diary,
or words. You hope for love and affection from
your prince charming. I have a feeling he will
come around soon.
What kind of girl are you? (with pix!)
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First off, what is your name?: Amy
Have you ever fantasized about getting yourself cloned (either a same sex or opposite sex clone) so that you could date yourself?: No, I can't say that I have . . . LOL . . .
Are you a good liar?: No. Tory and I just discussed how if we ever stole we would look SO guilty . . . we'd run into walls or something . . .
Do you like the girl/boy next door type?: Yes, more so than someone high-maintainance. Though most of my best fantasy men involve people from other time periods.
Have you ever dated the girl/boy next door?: No. Adam Ball turned out to be sort of a jerk, and Travis and Travon Curry were not around long enough, nor did they pay much attention to me. I think Mom would have liked it if I had tried to date Chris Ball, lol, but Chris had other women, and he was certainly fine as just a friend.
His/her mom/dad is pretty hot though, right?: The Balls? WTF?
Do you fall in love easily?: No. I deny it and deny it and refuse to allow myself to believe that it is real, and I deny it to other people and then it stops . . . if it ever was.
How about out of love?: Well . . . I get over most emotions slowly.
Do you believe in revenge?: No. Hell, I don't even believe in JUSTICE. I like just leaving people alone to deal with their own guilt. I like to just sob there, and perhaps make a big deal about it to everyone else, but do nothing to them PERSONALLY . . . that actually works best, I have found. If you bitch them out, they just get pissed. If you suffer so tragically, they've got nothing on you and it's all their fault.
Are you someone who believes that there is one true love for you somewhere out there in the universe?: No. Nichole believes that (or did believe that . . . ) and it was the root of all kinds of misery. I have found at least two or three people, even now, that I could stand to marry. Maybe it wouldn't be the ideal relationship, but I don't expect that. I'm glad I don't. That way, if it happens, I'll be happily surprised. Yea for pessimism! It actually makes people happier!
At a restaurant, do you send food back if it's not what you expected?: I have never done that. I usually am not disappointed. Either that, or I just sponge off someone else, or eat the parts I do like.
When you spend a lot of time alone with someone, you begin to think of him/her as: If they're male, I almost always wonder if I like them. I don't even do it in a crush-y, giggly girl sort of way. I just wonder, completely rationally. In almost all cases, male and female, however, I find I like people better. Just about everyone I have spent intimate amounts of time with has become my friend. I think intimacy allows them to know me better, and they in turn open up, and I just accept them.
Give me your best pick up line: "I'll be the Easter Bunny, and you be the egg, because I am going to lay you!"
"I got a 12-inch wand and I could catch your Snitch; how about you take a ride on my fast broom?"
Have you ever faked a British accent?: Yes, in fact, less than 48 hours ago. RPing . . . ahh . . . the stuff of life . . .
Has a British accent ever faked you?: Huh?
Is love just A BIG FAT LIE?: No. It's the attraction between two people, sometimes unexplained.
Do you believe in love at first sight?: Yes, though it's not necessarily SUCCESSFUL love.
For Blind People?: That's a (I would say racist . . . what's the term for hating handicapped people?) question. They can fall in love at first hear, or first touch, or first walk-in-the-room-and-sense-them.
If you like someone, do you usually ask them out?: Hell no. I have never asked anyone out. Yet I have liked people. Hence . . . no.
Would you ever go on a nude beach?: Yeah. I've been in a nude bath; why not? If everyone else is doing it-- even if they're not, but I can be sure I'll make no one uncomfortable-- I have no problem being naked in public.
By Friday afternoon do you usually know what you're doing on Saturday night?: Yes. It's called RPGing ^_^
Suppose a girlfriend or boyfriend that you were really into said one day, "You and me just aren't right for each other," and dumped you right there. Did you notice the poor grammar?: Yeah. I would be like, "You're right; YOU AND I AREN'T right for each other." Lol ^_^
Do you have an easy time talking to strangers at parties?: YES. I don't even have an easy time BREATHING at parties. And the last party I went to was like in 6th grade. I have a PROBLEM here.
Someone tells you you have great nostrils, you: Say, "Really? Hmm. I've never thought about my nostrils. I like your *insert really odd nonsexual body part here*."
Do you frequently listen to headphones or sing to yourself when you're walking around?: Yes, and I get beaten. Usually by Tiffany, sometimes by Kristina. I was also threatened with a beating by Jessica for the first time just last Sunday. Aren't my friends so wonderful?
Do you talk to yourself?: Yes. I have a running narrative in my head. It is also often a dialogue. It is very intriguing. I wish I had a tape recorder running in my head.
What do you do after sex?: I have yet to know . . . it is the great mystery of our time . . .
Would you rather take an essay test or a multiple choice test?: ESSAY. Yes, essay. I can explain myself so much better. Plus, even if I'm wrong, I can make myself SOUND write. I write until I get it right, actually-- or I'm so vague I can't really even be wrong. I just talk about what I know forever. Also, the world is subjective; the world requires subjective answers.
Would you rather shop for clothes with friends or alone?: Friends. I'm scared of going places alone. Usually, however, I just don't shop.
After you hang out with a group of people for a while, do they adopt your slang more than you pick up on theirs?: I pick up words. I picked up the "ma" thing from Darren, and I need to stop. I also imitate accents and I feel bad because I think they think I am mocking them.
Do a lot of people know the real you?: Just ask me, and I'll tell you all about it. There are only a few things I keep secret, and they're probably really obvious anyway.
Do you like having your picture taken?: If I'm not POSING for it. Catch me from my side or my 3/4 view when I'm not looking; then I look prettier.
Are you superstitious?: Yes, but not with traditional superstitions. I can't have anything relating to the number 4, but that's the only one that stems from a culture (which isn't even my own). I also do weird things where I have to like straighten my hair or blink three times before doing certain things, or else it doesn't work or something, lol . . .
Aren't babies incredibly special?: Sure; they're completely unmolded and unprejudiced at that point, and, unless inflicted with some sort of disability (but, even then, they're less hindered by it, seeing as how they don't even know how they're different), are completely open to all opportunities ever available to face them.
Do you truly have a favorite color--one color that, besides just looking good on you, you really love?: Purple . . . Violet . . . Murasaki ^_^ It's more unusual and I've liked it since I was 3 (though I did prefer pink and blue for a while, when I was younger).
Is smoking wrong?: It's not "wrong"; it's not like you're going to Hell for smoking (though maybe God will be pissed off you ruined your body knowingly, at this point), but it's certainly not SMART, seeing as how we ALL know, thanks to years of indoctrination, that it's not exactly healthy. Plus, it doesn't even really smell that good, anyway.
After you're dead, would you rather be forgotten or hatefully rememebered?: Hatefully remembered. I want to be remembered. It's a silly thing. I've always told myself that's my backup plan: If it doesn't work being well-known for doing something good (which, believe, I will try as hard as I can), I will do something horrible and be remembered for that. Sadly . . . it's much easier to do something horrible, I do believe . . . but, remember, that is just a backup plan . . . lol . . .
What kind of movies do you like best?: Artsy ones, usually ones that make me cry at some point in them (which isn't too hard to do).
Do you best express yourself through talking or writing?: Writing. I have more time to think about the right words. I also am a grammar whore and a good-spelling freak. This makes it easy to pass on my work to "higher" sources, too . . .
Does )||( look dirty to you? : Well, not originally, but now that you mention it . . .
What's your orientation, big shooter?: Big shooter? Straight.
And how do you feel about age? Specifically, what is sexier, someone older or someone younger?: Well, at my age, it's pretty hard to look sexy and be younger than me, but there's a few cases. So I'll have to go with older. Ask me again when I'm 40, and see if I say "younger," lol . . .
Do you like someone taller or shorter than you?: I would prefer taller than me. I hate feeling big and overtowering; it makes me feel ungainful and thoroughly unsexy (*gives up dreams of Japanese man* lol . . . ). However, if I really like them enough, it's not going to matter, obvious . . . and hopefully they'll think I'm sexy anyway ^_^
Are you a StarTrek fan?: I've only seen one episode. It was the one where Spock died. It was thoroughly depressing and I don't remember if I cried or not, but I felt bad, but, though I cried like a Trekkie would have (lol), I don't think that barely constitutes a Star Trek fandom.
What do you feel is the best form of contraception?: I would guess the pill, seeing as how you can still have straight sex without something between you, and there's no painful operation, either. Plus it also messes with your periods; that's a good thing, too.
Have you ever performed a strip tease?: I did it with my foot once for Neil. I took off my shoe and my sock and waved my foot around and sang the little "BAMF" music, and really freaked the crap out of him . . .
How do you feel about pornographic films?: I don't care that they're out there. I have no real desire to watch one presently.
Have you ever engaged in a sexual activity with more than one person at the same time?: In Andrew's dreams, apparently. Lol . . . Also before the Friday night performance of the music six of us stood in a circle and said we were having a pretend orgy . . . but this is the closest I have gotten, lol . . .
Have you ever had any sexually transmitted diseases?: That would probably involve, erm, HAVING SEX?
How do you feel about being tied up or handcuffed?: ^_^ I think I'd probably like that. Shoot, I liked it when I was four years old; I used to beg my friend's brothers to tie me up when I went over to her house. It was a game we used to play. I don't really remember if I got off on it or anything, but I did think it was a lot of fun . . . it freaked out Mom, I remember . . . lol . . .
Have you ever given or been given a hickey?: My violin. It is apparently very horny like that.
And approximately how many days has it been since you last had sex?: Can I give this to you in negatives?
Do you believe it's possible for two individuals to have an emotionless, healthy, sexual relationship (i.e., sex like rabbits, but without all those lovey-dovey bunny emotions)?: Yeah, but it would be hard under today's circumstances. There's pressure to have a relationship; you would inevitably feel guilty. In a vacuum society, yes, you could have sex with anyone and everyone accepts it. Actually . . . I think some island community does that . . . but maybe it involves more . . . I don't really know . . .
This pie tastes like my bird: I'm sorry . . . ?
Do you think it's important to find love?: Yes. I am a weak, dependent, romantic woman. It is one of my highest goals, besides saving the world . . . ^_^
Backing up, let's talk about your childhood. Were you a happy kid?: Yes, until about elementary school *cough*thirdgrade*cough*
Were you abused?: No.
Were you an only child?: No.
Were you an only friend?: In third grade, apparently.
Were you Canadian?: No.
Do you always wear underwear?: Yes, unless I am showering or in a swimsuit or something.
On a scale of 1 to 10, please rank the importance of love during sexual intercourse: 9
Do you carry condoms?: No. I do believe you get in trouble for carrying them at school, which seems dumb. Dumb abstinence funding. They can't even use condoms for carrying our mics around with on stage at the musical. THAT led to an interesting discussion (Nichole: "Your ASS???")
You think love is best nurtured by understanding, compassion, trust, or need?: Compassion. Just feel other's people's feelings; you will understand them, know them, and trust them.
In a relationship what is least important; good looks, personality, or sex skills?: Good looks. Sex skills can ruin a marriage, whereas we all lose our good looks in the end. Personality is imperative, obviously.
If you were really old, and married, and in love, whom would you want to die first, u or him?: Ideally, I would want to die together, like in an atomic bombing or something . . . you know, simultaneously. Now, I would rather he die and I suffer through it, but considering how I want to be martyred, I find it more likely that I would die first.
Do you own a midget who serves you sex in the night?: Of course. Who doesn't? (WTF is up with some of these questions??? Lol . . . )
Is sex without love okay?: Yes, but rarely is it practical. Someone always wants a commitment, and it's dangerous not to acknowledge that.
Is romantic love without sex okay?: Hell yes. You don't have to get it on to be in love. Plenty of people are in love that have never had sex: abstaining teenagers, love-distance lovers (ie all those sad war romance stories where they meet and are separated by the war for years before marrying, but vow to love one another only until they return to each other), or even couples where one of the members isn't capable of having sex, due to some disability or whatnot.
Have you ever fantasized about being or being with a prostitute or stripper?: Not fantasized, really, but I've figured before if I were desperate, there are really worse careers one could be . . . also, I had a dream I worked in a brothel once . . . there was no sex, though . . . just getting ready in case there was . . . it was so bizarre . . .
Do you know how to fire a gun?: A BB gun, sure. You load it with those little beads, pump the thingy (it's so awkward; you flip your arm around and flap like a chicken . . . ), aim, and pull the trigger.
If you could shot someone and get away with it would you?: NO! Wait-- "shot" someone?
Have you ever cheated on anyone?: That would require BEING with someone.
Have you ever cheated on someone repeatedly?: Oh yes. You know, after I cheated on them NEVER, I them went and cheated on them 80 never more times.
Have you ever worn leather?: Just in jackets. I think it would be really immobile, uncomfortable, and hot. Though . . . wait . . . did I wear it in Jessica's freaky dream where I was Bellatrix? *Shudders* Boy, I hope not, considering that was JESSICA'S dream, lol . . .
Have you ever stopped to consider that your skin is a type of leather?: Yes. I feel weird when people talk about the tanning process . . . or those purses and bags made out of human skin that the Nazis made . . .
Do you like to dance?: When it's choreographed. I can't make up my own stupidness.
Do you like to spend time outside?: Yeah, when I'm in the mood. That usually involves when I have nothing else to do. I am a very stressed-out person.
Do you find thunder and lightning erotic?: No . . . but having sex in a thunderstorm might be fun, I guess . . . if I didn't get too jumpy, lol . . .
Would you rather "make love," "have sex," or "f"?: "Making love" sounds most romantic and discreet (and would you believe I didn't know what that meant until 6th grade-- like halfway through the sex talk that man gave us, after he used it about 20 times? I figured "making love" in songs was just becoming IN love . . . like "under the Boardwalk, we'll be making love" . . . I just figured it was synonymous with "falling in love," lol . . . . "Having sex" would come after that; it's frank and to the point. "Fucking" just undermines the romanticism of the act; I think of somebody just brutally thrusting, in a sort of dumb, raping way, and it doesn't sound fun at all.
Now pick three words that best describe how you feel: (at present) enthusiastic, zealous, talkative.
It turned out "American Idiot" was the perfect song to use for yesterday: I heard it on the radio that night, even though I haven't heard it in months, and the whole theme of today's Rotary World Affairs Conference was not trusting the American media and getting one's self educated.
I enjoyed it, but I was probably the only one, I do believe. The telecommunicated speeches made me dizzy because the video was delayed, but, other than that, they were pretty interesting.
The discussion part was the best part, though. Our moderator was so cool; he was an adorable little old man who had been a foreign diplomat in Haiti. I thought that was pretty cool.
I got to be the recorder/presenter for our group. I mean, I was the only one who WANTED to, but I thought it was pretty cool . . . that one lady said mine was the best presentation, too ^_^
We discussed all sorts of stuff. I shot down that one boy (I fear I was kind of bitchy, though; I hate being thought of as bitchy, because I honestly do not mean to sound that way, not ever . . . except maybe to assanine people when they deserve and they've done it to me and it's just in spite, lol . . . ) in a really good Economics-based argument (why does it haunt me? WHY???) about how war really does NOT improve the economy. They gave the example of WWII:
1) War only creates demand. If the government had demanded a bunch of tanks and just stuck them in Utah, we would have gotten out of the Depression just as fast as we did upon entering WWII. The production was needed, the demand was there, and more paying )and well-paying) jobs were created.
2) WWII involved rationing. People were earning money at these newly-created jobs, and they could not spend it on domestic consumption. Only limited things could be bought. Hence, in the 1950s, after the war, the economy boomed because people had saved up so much of this money over the years and were now free to spend it. It wouldn't have boomed as well if rationing had not been enforced.
They also said that war improved rights for women, such as in the case of "Rosie the Riveter," where women could enter the work force. Um . . . at least 80% of the working women went back home after the war. Some were fired; all were ENCOURAGED to leave. They had to start all over back from ground zero when they wanted to enter the workforce like 25 years later in the 1960s.
HENCE, war does NOT improve the economy OR the rights of humanity, and that is NEVER a reason to go to war. Boo-ya.
War is bad ^_^ It's just that easy . . . and there is NO reason . . . unless "I like to look like an asshole" is one of them.
Speaking of assholes, Drew Brotherson is one. I could expatiate, but he does not really deserve the time of day.
So, in spite, I told him his tie reminded me of Harry Potter. He told me he knew I'd say that.
This man who kept smiling at me all throughout the conference came up to me at the end today and asked if I was the child of a lawyer. I said yes, and gave him my dad's name. He said he knew that there were two children of lawyers in our group. We pointed out Drew (ironic how the two of us spanned as the most enthusiastic one of the entire conference, and the LEAST enthusiastic one of the conference . . . *sigh/groan* . . . ), and he shook our hands, and was like, "I like meeting the children of lawyers."
Great. That's just kind of freaky, thank you very much . . . lol . . .