You enjoy passionate sex. You're the kind of person that has tons of fun in the sack, and you can really get into it. Not necessarily rough and lusty, passionate sex is the kind that satisfies both your lovin' and horny needs.
1) Tell you why I friended you. 2) Associate you with a song/film. (this one may be odd) 3) Tell a random fact about you. (This may be made up) 4) Tell a first memory about you. 5) Associate you with a character/pairing. 6) Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. 7) Show/tell you my favorite user pic of yours. 8) In return, you must repost in your LJ.
apparently my doing the drawahouse.com test says these things about me
Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality: Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You are shy and reserved. If you've drawn a cross on each of windows, you always want to live alone. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes.
You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be.
You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself.
Chaotic You scored 8 on Emotional Detachment and 10 on Chaotic Lifestyle!
You are not quite a psycho, but you have problems in one of the aspects of psychopathy: chaotic lifestyle. Your life lacks in stability, you're unreliable and irresponsible. Luckily, your emotions are healthy and strong enough to keep you in check. But who knows, one day you may snap...
If your combined score is 5 or less, you are completely average compared to general population. If your combined score is 20 or more, you have a mind of a true criminal. If your combined score is 30 or more, you have a mind of a psycho.
My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
There are some few people who will know that I'm engaged now. I'd told a few of you that this was probably going to happen in late winter but I guess Mat got impatient. It was completely unexpected and all that I could've hoped for. We had just had a mild arguement (our most heated one ever) about whether it was sensible for me to be late for work at Jodrell in order to go with him to the doctor to talk about the epilepsy for the first time. He said that it'd make more sense for me to go to work and for his best friend to go with him instead but hey I'm jealous and I know the ins and outs of his condition as well as he does. We had reached the end of the arguement and still hadn't come to an agreement and he said, 'tell me you still love me.' and I replied 'of course i love you you stupid ass..' and he asked 'why am i a stupid ass?' and I said 'because you think that there's anything in the world that could make me not love you' (dork)... then he just said 'marry me' like he's done before and I was like 'i'd marry you tomorrow' and he was like 'no i'm serious' and i was like *bursts into tears and kisses* i think its totally romantic and thats the most elequent i've been in a long time anyway seeing as this wasnt really planned we dont have rings yet so we've got bright blue twine tied around our ring fingers (an idea i stole from count of monte cristo). anyway... i'll take some pictures at some point and you can all be uber happy for me and not tell my parents as they'll probably freak. i'll tell them soon enough anyway.
4. Post the text of the next 4 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
"But Nyak hunting was still the royal sport and a good eye with the needle gun still the first requirement of Anacreon's kings. Leopold I, King of Anacreon and--as was invariably, but untruthfully added--Lord of the Outer Dominions, though not yet sixteen had already proved his skill many times over. He had brought down his first Nyak when he was scarcely thirteen; had brought down his tenth the week after his accession to the throne; and was returning now from his fourty-sixth. 'Fifty before I come of age,' he had exulted. 'Who'll take the wager?'"
The honeymoon period is over, Manchester, and it's time to have a serious talk about our relationship.
You've been pretty good to me, despite sending some pretty harsh shit my way occasionally, and I feel this third year is promising much better things.
This past year I've stopped feeling old and started feeling grown up. The difference is subtle, but there.
Our second year together started off terribly as I had to accept that my sister is a rebellious little psycho and not the best friend I had before. Losing my job with Jackie added to the stress, but I found the temping job that provided a variety to my work experience. Things predictably got worse as I thought that Ali was going down a dangerous path and my concentration was slipping because of a little thing they call depression. In October I messed things up with a good friend and failed some midterms. As things started to look worse and worse I crawled farther into my shell. Finally Christmas came and I was reunited with the most important people in my world, safe from the hell that you had suddenly become, Manchester. I realise now that it wasn't you... It was me (what a terrible line). But we made up when I returned to you after remembering why I hate Cali so fucking much (so much for exes). Spending time with my Lex (for like 3 days) and the Shrutator and Katles of course was fantastic, but the hatred eventually overcame me and I needed to come back. I studied hard for my finals and got really good scores considering my memory had only begun to heal a month prior. I got a job at a catering company where the owner was a bit of a git, but mostly ok and I had food at work when I had none at home. In February, a friend of a friend emailed me on OkCupid to say that he was my next door neighbour (though we'd never met before). The next couple of weeks we missed meeting each other several times (I wasn't stalking, really!) until, finally, a tall dark-haired stranger came to my door in a velvet jacket and blacks and complemented my accent while I made excuses for being in my dad's workshirt and pyjama pants. He was forward and confident and by the end of the night I'd gone next door to his house to watch Die Hard (oooh Alan Rickman). I was in full blown panic when he kissed the tip of my nose and I realised I didn't have my house keys (a lucky break.. sometimes I love my shit memory). He offered to share his bed and promised to behave (and he did) and the next morning I was caught sneaking into my own house but quickly exclaimed "I went to the store! .. early... and didn't buy anything." This fooled no one, but it really didn't matter as the next day I had a boyfriend. In March I celebrated my 20th with a fair sized party. Kate came to visit in April, but I was still broke so we had a rather Manchester-centric time (and still never got a mojito). By mid April I was feeling better than ever until you threw me for another loop. Being told I had to request a repeat of this school year was a hard blow to my sanity and I went into counselling. The lovely Louise sorted out my head in 8 sessions and by mid July I was ready to face anything the world could throw at me. I worked cleaning student flats for a month before deciding that I'd rather die than continue cleaning flats. I've worked at Jodrell Bank Observatory for 6 weeks and nearly completed my project. I've discovered a way to make El Pollo Loco style food. I've been tempted to leave Manchester for Cheshire, but we've still got a few years left, M'cr.
The Numbers: houses I've lived in: 30 miles driven along PCH: 1000 boyfriends: 1 fiances: 1 loss of virginity: 1 (or several if you count the fact that I'd never really hit any bases before) too hot months: 2 months with Ali in my house: 10 antidepressant doses: 308 hospital visits: 2 formals: 1 gardens dug in: 1 train rides to JBO: 8 Sims2 addictions: 3 (on off on off on) World of Warcraft characters: 4 snow days: 7 concerts: 3 (Aquabats, OkGo, Zero 7) people at Thanksgiving: 23 times I've been drunk: 3 planets demoted: 1 (poor Pluto) giant radio telescope dishes I've walked in: 1 (!!!!) cars owned: 1 cars crushed by the city: 1 jobs applied to: 30ish jobs: 4 $ spent: approximately $7000 GB left on my computer hard drives: 3 friends who visited the UK: 3 surveys answered: oh tons times I've visited Mat's parents: 6? flights: 2 hours on planes: 24 care packages sent: 1 care packages received: 3 times I've wanted to blow up things: at least 20 nice restaurants eaten in: 4 parties thrown: 5 cheesecakes made: 8 Vampire roleplay games attended: 1 times Garden State was watched: 6 trunks moved: 7 break ins: 2 games bought: 3 floors in my new house: 3 + basement best friends missed: 4 seasons of LOST watched: 2 phone calls to America: around 100
*opens bottle of champagne* Happy 2nd Anniversary Manchester. It's been a fucker of a year. Cheers
