I Think I Should... EXPLODE!
The Basics- The simple stuff about you.

Name: Erin McGregor. Washi.

Any comments on said name?: I have no middle name. Mum hates hers, so I didn't get one. Why not? Do you know what a disadvantage I was at while playing poison letter? It's no fun when you can't get anywhere near the bloody caller.

Would you ever change it?: To what? Everything else is worse. I like my last name quite a bit, even if people made fun of it.

Age: 20

Sex: Fair.

The Facts- Pure and simple you

Favorite color: Purple. Lossa purple.

Two most said words: "Sorry" and "Fuck"

Two most said phrases: "Oh for fuck's sake!" and "I'm Sorry"

Two favorite emoticons: ^_^; and ;p

Two most typed phrases: 'oh?' and ':: thwaps the Typo Imp ::'

The Self- Important little things that make you.

Two favorite parts of your body: My eyes and my belly. My belly is a vast expanse of skin, just begging for inking.

Two least favorite parts of your body: Heart and Nose.

What makes you pretty?: Soft light.

What doesnt?: Harsh Fluroescent light. Do you know how pale I look in fluro lights? I'm white. Very, very white.

Physical feature you think best represents your personality: My hair. It's soft and straight, a little over-dyed and has a tendancy to break and friz up like crazy.

Your favorite thing about getting ready for the day: I hate it all. Starting the day is the worst thing ever. Occasionally morning television, or being able to listen to Music on the bus to Uni.

Animal you most relate to: Relate to? Dogs. Dogs like to lay around and do nothing, unless they want to do something in which case they do something. Dog's are pretty diverse - somewhere out there, there's probably a dog who is exactly like me. I'd like to be a Saluki. More likely I'm a terrier mix. Something that barks a lot and gets on everyone's nerves ^^;

The Quirks- Strange little things you do.

I chew my nails. when I run out of nail, I go for the hangnail. It's a stress reaction.

I like to sing. If no'one's in the house, I'll sing at the top of my lungs. If someone is in the house, I'll try to refrain from singing at all.

I talk to myself. Nornally to tell myself when I'm being an idiot (as if I didn't actually know that ^^; ) or that I need to stop talking.

The Shames- Forbidden little things you can't help.

I get really petty when I'm angry at someone. Of course, since I'm socialy deficient and innefectual I result to childish withdrawl tactics in an attempt to punish whoever I'm angry at. And I'm SO ineffectual that half the time they don't notice.

I can't stand having to have a serious conversation about me or an issue relating to me. There are reasons that I've already gone into, but the main reason is that I automatically think that the other person is attempting to devalidate my entire way of thinking, so I end up just siting there and taking it rather then putting up any struggle.

I don't like food much at the moment. Eating hurts and is ultimately uninteresting.


The Goods- Fluffy little things you love

I like warmth. I like to be warm and cozy and snuggled in bed in the morning.

I love music. I love to be listening to music and letting my mind move through it. I love it when the music matches the way I feel and makes the rest of the world go away.

Daydreaming. I enjoy dreaming and drifting and making stories and movies. Once again, I like things that make the rest of the world go away.

The Bads- Sour little things you'd rather not

The rest of the world. ;p

I don't like feeling bad. Yeah, strange that -_- I mean I don't like it when peopl enear me feel bad, because I feel bad and sick, and I hate that. So I try to help and usually end up making things worse, or I escape and get accused of being a cold bitch. Which is probably true. I don't like it when other people around me are upset.

Spiders. Spiders spiders spiders.

The cold. I hate it when it's cold. I hate it when i'm cold. I hate hate hate being cold.

Oh yeah, there's one... Stupid. I hate hate HATE feeling stupid. Given I spend a large portion of my life feeling that way you'd think I'd be used to it, but I absolutely hate feeling stupid.

The Wishes- Dreamy little things you hope so much.

I wish I could finish a comic. I have som eideas, but everything is so imeasurably stupid that eventually I give it away in disgust.

I wish I was a better writer. I always wanted to be a writer wen I was young, but... well, that story's been told before.

I wish I could be cofident. I wouldn't have to be happy, just confident. And not stupid. If I could be confident and not be a complete moron, this would be wonderful.

The Truth- Real little things you think that nobody else does.

How should I know what everyone else thinks? I tend to believe that, in general, everything I've ever thought has been thought by someone else before me. Everything I feel, other people have felt at some time. And it's terribly frustrating when things would be so much easier if someone would just say 'no, that isn't normal.' rather then 'everyone feels like that at some point.'. I'm petty like that.

I think that I have something I am supposed to learn from the Eagle. A spirituality that I lack.

They come to me to live, and I cannot yet give them that. What kind of God am I, that they cannot breathe with me?

Final Truth- The best little thing you want everyone to know.

We're all made of stardust.

The Final Question: Are you happy with yourself?

Not really. Very few people are. Those that are often have dogs.



Woo hoo, stole time an dstolen quizz! I'm off now -_-

- posted by Washi @ 1:43 pm