Facts About You

[CheshireGoddess]

[quote="VR_Jay (Will)"] This looks rather interesting.

~ I have had reconstructive plastic surgery. When I was a kid I was attacked by a dog (got too close to its food dish) and ended up with a scar that ran the length of my forehead. That is where the plastic surgery came in, and I would have had no scar at all, but I hit my head on a desk a few days later and opened it up again. Now I have a small scar on forehead sort of in between my eyes.

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Ouch Will. That reminds me of something that happened to me when I was little.

~ When I was around 5 or 6 I was at my neighbor's house and was on my way to their bathroom when I saw their dog Shelbie. He was a Collie I'm pretty sure. So I went up and hugged him really tight around the neck and he jumped on top of me. When they got me to the hopsital I had almost bled to death. He just missed puncturing my jugular or what ever, and he tore my left eye up pretty bad. I had to get 30 stitches I think. I have this big scar running down the left side of my face. From like my eyebrow to the end of my eye. Thats why I have my hair parted so far.

More facts:

~ I have never been drunk before
~ I don't get drunk just hang overs
~ I don't puke, last time I did I had the stomach flu and up until that time I hadn't puked for about 3 years
~Inuyasha and Chobits and Cowboy Bebop are the only animes/mangas that I know everything about. Even the ending to Inuyasha >.> well some of it since it was spoiled
~I believe in the super natural alot @_@
~My favorite alchoholic drink or what ever are margaritas
~(already said this i think) I have dated only twice
~ I'm only interested in older guys, doesn't matter if he is only a year older than me I just can't date kids my age.
~ Current boyfriend is 18 >.>
~I loved reading as a kid and was really good at it, would go through 2 books a week
~ I have never had an A in math........EVER
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[Raymei]

School stuff: :P


- I've always had an A in math (except for my college class o.o cuz I never went...) lol Usually it stayed above a 95% throughout the year (which pissed off my teachers because this meant I didn't have to take the year-end final)

- I'm really not academic (at all), most classes I got a C or B at best. Only a few classes were A standards, simply because the material came easy to me (Math, Japanese, Psychology)

- I've never taken an art class (except for one semester of ceramics but...not quite the same thing)

- I'm taking a year off of college to re-prioritize because last year I almost never went to class ^^;;;

[CheshireGoddess]

I am in Fine Arts 2 right now, took Fine art ever since I was in 7th grade and let me tell you something you don't learn a DAMN thing. Well at least I never did. The way I draw now was all either self taught or I picked up things from other artists.
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[Lasher]

= I have a bad scar on my right arm. It use to stretch up from the right side of my wrist, all the way down across to my elbow almost. But years of putting of vitamin E on it it's much better. I got it when my brother did something to really, really piss me off and i chased him around the house, through the house out hte back door when he closed the old garage door shut on me. It had four glass panels going down it and he was laughing at me. It was stuck so i was pushing on it, completely in blinded rage (he really pissed me off) when i shoved both my arms right through one of the panels. I just remember his face dropping and our neighbors when he came to see. My mom flipped out, i just barely missed the major vein in my arm and it was a good cm deep cut.

= I have a scar around my left leg. Those damn dog leashes that stretch out and pull back in, the real thing one people use for the smaller dogs. Well, one on this field in the UK saw my dog (spaniel) and went to go charge him. Thing is, i was walking between them when it happened, so when the dog came running towards Kahn, all he saw was a dog charging for me. My dog flipped and jumped on the thing. Scared the s**t of the spaniel too, unfortunately he ran around my wrapping the leash around me so tight i was pulled to the ground with them fighting right at my side. It cut right through the skin around both legs but the left took it the worse. Blood everywhere. Luckily the tight healed, and left is barely there. And my dog didn't kill the other cause i managed to grab his choker and cut off his air supply so i could pull him back, otherwise there would have been a dead dog. <_< He was protecting me though so i wasn't mad. And the kid walking it and his friend were scared shitless.

[VR_Jay]

[quote="CheshireGoddess ()"] ~ When I was around 5 or 6 I was at my neighbor's house and was on my way to their bathroom when I saw their dog Shelbie. He was a Collie I'm pretty sure. So I went up and hugged him really tight around the neck and he jumped on top of me. When they got me to the hopsital I had almost bled to death. He just missed puncturing my jugular or what ever, and he tore my left eye up pretty bad. I had to get 30 stitches I think. I have this big scar running down the left side of my face. From like my eyebrow to the end of my eye. Thats why I have my hair parted so far. [/quote]
Wow. That sounds like it was rather painfull.

All these injury stories reminds me of another one:

~ My brother chopped my little sister's finger off. They were running through the house, and my little brother accidentally slammed the screen door on her finger. It went through the bone, and the finger was literally hanging by a few tendons and some skin. Luckily, it was reattached.

~ I have an incredibly high tolerance to all types of drugs and alcohol. Once, when I broke my collar bone, I was needed to be given twice the normal amount of morphine when I was at the hospital because the regular dosage wasn't having an effect. Even with a double dosage, it never fully kicked in.
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[CheshireGoddess]

Holy crap Lasher you just earned more respect from me. LOL I don't know why but man that whol dog fight story. Your one tough girl
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[VR_Jay]

Wow, Lasher, you are one tuff little bitch. ^_^

~ I do not have a fear of heights. I do, however, have a fear of watching other people be up high. For instance, if you were standing at the edge of a cliff, I would be nervouse and on edge until you were back safly on the ground.

~ I have passion for scary movies, even though I am very easily scarred.

~ I just broke 2,000 posts!
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[Beatlechick90]

-Once I told my sister that there were these imaginary creatures called Moojoobs and they looked like small pink ponys with pink fur and green manes and she actually believed me.
-The walls in my room are so covered with posters that you can't even see what colour they are. My dad tells me he originally painted them light yellow.
-My feet are cold even though there's a fire going on in the woodstove.
-I hate, [b]hate, HATE[/b] the word twinkles. I just hate it so much!
-I spend way too much money on comic books, magazines, accesorries and other useless s**t.
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[Lasher]

:huh: The dog fight didn't bother me. I was just incredibly pissed that the guy holding the dog leash didn't click the button so it stopped going out, otherwise he could of stopped it. Instead he just stood there like an idiot with his mouth hung open. Kahn wouldn't have done anything until the dog actually went after him if i wasn't between him and the other. And the freakin thing just freaked when he stood up with his teeth baring and growling like no other. Scared the s**t out of the dog, i think he finally realized that he was like a 5th the size of Kahn. So the little bastard went to run around me to get away from him, and Kahn of course went for the chase thinking he was going to get him away from me. unfortunately it just kept running circles around me. <_<

Didn't bother me. I was the one the dragged Kahn off him, not mom or my old boyfriend who was there. Richard was trying to help me get the stringy leash off me. And my mom was busy yelling at the kid. Scared him and his mates shitless

= I had a rottweiler chase across a bridge towards me me when i was about 9. Unfortunately i had my bike with me and when it got close enough i pulled it around in front of me and smashed it right into it. And while it was busy getting its head unstuck through the middle section bars, i screamed at, "[i]"NO! BAD DOG! NO![/i]" It ran after afterwards when i lifted my hand like i was going to smack it. Surprised an old man near by who saw it coming and was running to help me. I didn't need it though

= When my mom and stepdad took me up to Fort Wayne, Indiana to a japanese place, and a carriage ride around the city there (mom had with andy the year before, and i was extremely upset i didn't get to, so they treated me to it the next year) Before we moved to the UK and they got married. A a boxer and rott that were lose came running up after the carriage. They were trying to bite the horse and it was about to run off into some traffic when i got up and i screamed at the dogs when the man driving the thing couldn't get them to leave.

= I was raised around dogs since i was little. German shepards were all my own, but i was always taught never to run from a dog, no matter what it was. Or it would just have more reason to run after me. So i learned to just stand my ground, throw my arms around and shove my fist/boot down it's throat if one didn't get the point before it got to close. They can't bit you if half your arm is in there throat, there jaws can't close properly to and it scares the hell out of them.

= My dad's old friend in the army and him trained some of the army's attack/guard dogs. His friend had a doberman. When we went to see them one time down in louisana (did i spell it right? oh well) my parnets went out with him to a bar while i stayed home with his wife, watching tv. They had just gotten a new doberman, a bitch they planned breeding with Otto, their big male. And my big old buddy. I was on the couch with the guys wife, and Otto was laying up against me of the other side like he always would, when the bitch, not quite a full grown then, tried jumping up with me. She was a little hyper and real anxious to get close to me. Unfortunately, Otto wasn't having non of it and wasn't about to let her near me. He had her by the neck before she even got all four paws on the couch and had her pulled across the room when the wife got up in a hurry screaming, and pulling him off by his choker. He didn't hurt the bitch, just severly scared the s**t out of her. As soon as he was pulled off her she ran to her cage and wouldn't come out, while Otto got a good smack on the head and put his for the night.

I was more upset because her hurt the bitch's feeling. She just wanted to to say hi to me and she was still more a less a pup. But Otto was my buddy and he knew it was his job to watch after me and make sure no one got near me that shouldn't be. My parents, or his two owners. And seeing as they just got the new dog, they guessed Otto didn't think she should be jumping up at me, even if she wasn't trying to hurt me. He was jsut protecting me. That dog was a guard dog and he'd never let anyone get within 5 feet of me. I miss him, he was my pal and such a handsome dog

= Dogs are my favorite. My utmost favorite being a pure bred German Shepard. And i also very much love doberman. After that, it's others such as boxers, rotts, golden retriever, kuvasz, mastiffs, etc etc. But i abosultely can't stand small dogs. I only like big dogs for the most part. And i like the guard dogs best.

[Raymei]

scars and stuff, eh?

- Every scar I've ever had, no matter how long it took, eventually faded away (some freakishly fast o.o;;;)

- When I was 11 a big german shepard had wandered into the court. It came up to me, circled me twice, and then jumped up and bit me in the face. (didn't go to the hospitol or anything T.T shows you how smart my parents are..)
I had a 2 inch scar down the side of my left eye for about 4 months, then it started to fade.

- When I was 13 I jumped up from the floor to get the phone and scratched my right wrist (up the side, nothing that looked "bad" if you catch my drift).
While on the phone I realized something was stuck in my nail. Turned out to be a huge thing of skin (I had taken a huge chunk out -- .5 cm deep and about 2.75 inches long @.@;; )

This scar lasted the longest. It's only just faded away back in September.

- First time ice skating some bitch decided running into me (a 15 year old girl) was better than she, herself, falling T.T
I scraped up my entire right leg, one scratch in particular ran the entire length


(there's more, but they're more private)

[Free_to_Dream]

[quote]~I believe in the super natural alot @_@[/quote]

- OoOoOohhhh, me too!!! My life since fifth grade is consist of supernaturals and I've been studying it a lot. But the supernaturals I study do not happen to be "Aliens" because I don't believe in such a thing.

More Facts about me:
~I love any flavor of noodles except ginger. It tastes like crap.
~I copied this Amtrak train from a small postcard my mom showed me and I drew it exactly like it when I was in kindergarten.
~I learned how to write script in kindergarten; long division and fractions and multiplication tables up to 12 memorized since second grade
~I never could understand the difference between "push" and "pull" 'til i was in fourth grade.
~Never had a cd-player 'til I was in seventh grade
~Major motion sickness in cars but not in everything else
~Able to sleep in [b]ANY[/b] kind of transportation, and yes...even in motorcycles and bicycles.
~No offense or anything to all of you...I have a high dislike of some ways in American culture.
~Dislike rap so badly, hip hop and reggae. No thanks...and no offense once again
~Had depression when i was in sixth grade until ninth grade
~When I first came to America in third grade, I remembered one time my grandmother called me in daytime and prayed for me, crying over the phone. I could never forget that day...ever.
~I do not play sports except soccer and that's rarely...never joined any team and I love watching hockey and football. It's so fun.
~Dislike girlie-girl stuffs so badly except for anime cartoon style...that's it.
~I speak two fluent languages: Indonesian and English and I know phrases and words in about 6-7 different languages...I can say "goodbye" in about 5 languages or more and "thank you" too.
~Still love Spice Girls, they're cool!
~Backstreet Boys still rock but N'Sync should die
~My two sisters call me a "horse" because I have a long face
~My height has been the same since two years ago: 5'7
~Danced in front of a whole public in this crowded townsquare on a bench in my country when I was a little kid
~Got lost in a McDonald once with my second sis
~Got chased by a neighbourhood dog by the name, Pluto, when I was 6-years-old
~Been known as the "artist" since I was in junior high
~Could never make a bubble with a bubblegum
~Can alternatively and same-ly move my ears
~In eighth grade, my friend bit me on the arms and left a huge black-and-blue mark on my left arm but I bit her back and almost drew blood and she had to take a shot for it...so I was named as the "Rabies" girl in eighth grade
~If I threaten someone, I back it up, so if I threaten to kill someone it's usually a joke.
~I nibbled on my eldest sister's bf's right ear when I was in first grade
~When I was a kid, I always vomitted everytime I see or hear my family going out, so if I had to get out on a trip...they always had to lie to me to play in the car, then everyone got on the car, left and they dressed me up in the car.
~Was afraid of swings from when I was in third to fifth grade.
~Last time I went to a salon was when I was in second grade for my first sister's wedding.
~My hair is naturally very dark-brownish red with black highlights.
~Some people thought that I was 21-years-old when I was in seventh grade or a college student in junior high and a teacher when I first entered high school
~Have a high dislike with amusement parks...they don't amuse me

~One time, I witnessed this game with my cousins when I was back in my country...and this game was like a World War II game with Japan as my coz, Vivi; my coz, Victor, as America...and some others I forgot...it was just like a World War II game but we did not use any fake weapons or weapons at all.
We sat together in a circle and the only way for one country to beat another was to fart. For an example: when America had to beat Japan, America had to fart real loud and the fart had to be really smelly until Japan could not take it anymore.
Unfortunately, I was a kid back then and I was forced to see it...I almost passed out when my coz, Victor, farted to my other coz, Lily. Dear gawd...it was so smelly... :wacko: .
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[fallenangel]

[quote]Backstreet Boys still rock[/quote]

Yeah, I especially love it when that one guy plays drums upside down, and the other one plays guitar behind his head, and the other one swings out over the audience in leather chaps while still singing... Wait, that was an actual rock band, my mistake. [img]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/RyansOcelot/emoticons/emotsmirk.gif[/img]

~ Thanks to Christmas and commission money, I have more Pussycat merch in the mail. Not an interesting fact to anyone but myself, but it's exciting [to me].

~ My god damn finger still isn't healed. To anyone who doesn't remember, over two weeks ago I was cutting foam core to sandwich a commission between and cut my right index finger really badly. Still not healed.

~ I grew up in the woods. Like...literally, state park, surrounded by trees, bears in the back yard woods. My dad was the manager before being transferred elsewhere so I could go to a decent school. Surely the fact I didn't have contact with any other kids until I started school, and even then I moved a few times after that, couldn't have contributed to my anti-social behavior.
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"I care about people as much as I care about lawn furniture" - Dexter/Michael C. Hall

[Lasher]

Woods huh?

= where i grew up until i moved to the Uk, was infront of these woods. My grandparents were suppose to own the property, or the huge field area between the woods and my house, until it was sold when they passed and they made these apartments for the elderly. <_<

= I haver terrible balance. The doctors said it might have to do with when i was little. When i was a baby they put plugs in my ear, but they forgot to take them out How the hell they forgot is beyond me. But they found them when i was like 6 and had a severe ear infection. They had to pull them out with hot water in my ear. Hurt so bad, and that fact my grandma was there for it and not my mom didn't help. <_< But there's been studies between ears and people's balance. And my doctor said because the plugs were left in for so long, it could have something to do with my bad balance and well, i might have had better balance if it weren't for that small fact.

= I've never even smoked a damn joint, yet everyone of my friends has done something hardcore at least once, if not druggies to this day, or where hardcore into s**t years before. My good friend was in rehab just two years ago for herion, my other friend use to love to sniffthe good s**t all time. Yet i've somehow managed not to smoke some weed. lol.

= I use to smoke, cigarettes. I can't stand how they freakin smell, it's the most disgusting thing. But i first started smoking when i was like 9 1/2 or ten. Smoked for about a year or two. Then i just smoked on and off when i was real stressed of about to blow on and off for the other 3 years.

= Something a lot of people don't have a clue about, is that i actually almost started dealing last year.Would have all the money i needed for college right now if i had.

[fallenangel]

[quote]= Something a lot of people don't have a clue about, is that i actually almost started dealing last year.Would have all the money i needed for college right now if i had.[/quote]

Ha, Jon still thinks he'll make enough money doing that to be emancipated and live on his own. He neglects to include the fact he doesn't live near a city, and is quite possibly the least convincing drug dealer of all time. Unless he's dealing exclusively to gay porn stars, he's screwed.
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"I care about people as much as I care about lawn furniture" - Dexter/Michael C. Hall

[isami]

Hey, this is fun

-I sneeze when i'm hungry

-I have an odd obsession with anything coconut flavored or adorned

-I'm easily distracted by ANYTHING that's shiny. And I mean anything. Give me glitter.

-I'm pretty laid back

-I like to sing even though I suck.

-I want to someday be a famous fanartist

-My eventual occupation will be web designer by day, leet haxx0r by night.

-BTW, I think the idea of "ethical hacking" is hilarious.

-I love to cook.

[Lasher]

Jersey has lots of urban areas. Lots of people who want s**t, even in the real nice neighbor hoods. Hell, New Providence was a huge market for crack last year. It was ridicoulous. And Summit and chatham and millburn. Kids driving BMW's and mercs for their first car. While mom and dad have a bentley and caddy. I could have easily made enough to put myself through college in year. And those kids are to naive. They'd pay double the ammout the s**t was worth. I wouldn't have even had to go into the rough areas. That would have been the others jobs (my friends who lived around them and grew up in them) I wouldn't go near them. I'm not dealing with no crack head ass with a gun wanting his s**t for nothing.

And i wouldn't be stealing no crap on the side like alot of people do. I have no need for that crap. As long as i was getting my money from it, and i got enough for my BMW eventually, i would have been high enough on that crap i woudln't need a damn hit <_< Give me a 6 series and i'll be flying high as a kite for months on end. Now i'm just depressing myself. God dammit.

= I'm not close to my family. In fact, once i move out, i doubt i'll be in all that much touch with my parents (mom and andy) I love em, but i just don't care about keeping in touch. Like i said before and i'll say again, i'm closer to my friends and they have a bigger impact on my life.

= I don't care for birds and such for pets. I find them to be extremely annoying and just don't get it <_<

[Jailcrow_of_Mandos]

-I pace in fast circles when I talk on the phone.

-I shaved my head once and intend to do so again in the near future because I hate hair on myself-- and only like long hair on guys.

-The only scars I have are on my knee from a bike accident, my fingers where they got caught in a treadmill wheel, and my eyebrow where my sister hit be with her barbie during a car trip to Ohio.

-I don't like my mother. She's obsessed with work, makes me feel guilty when I ask for things, makes fun of people, wears preppy clothes, listens to modern rock, ignores my little brother, gets pets then gets rid of them and gets a new and more annoying one, has terrible taste in movies (cried during The Hulk), and makes fun of me. I really feel like when she dies I'll just be confused and go on with my life, which makes me sad.

-My mom pays more attention and money to my stupid sister, who dropped out of school and got knocked up by some wiccan burger flipper than me.

-I'm afraid to talk to people who are called several different things no matter how close I am to them (grammy, grandma, aunt katheye, all the same person) because I can't decide what to call them.

-I haven't cooked since my mom insulted my potato soup.

-I'm afraid one day my cousin is going to get married and I won't have anyone anymore

-I'm afraid of my room. I hate to sleep alone in dark places. (pretty lame, huh? )

-I've been role-playing since I was 7 or 8

-I can't read clocks that aren't digital- takes me forever

-I am only keeping the last name Sanchez to collect on scholarship money and then taking my stepdad's last name. My name just sounds stupid

[Talin]

~My Name is really Chels, but I prefer Mac, which is the first 3 letters of my last name
~I am obsessed with alot of things, such as cheese
~Constantly eating although I only weigh 102 Lbs
~I'm currently 14
~I skateboard
~I love video games
~CHEESE!
~I'm REALLY shy
~I was born in New York, then moved to Pennsylvania
~My dad died when I was 3
~I homeschool
~I'm A Loser
~I have gotten stitches 3 times, once in the head, knee, and chin.
~I played with Barbies when I was little but now I'm terrified of them
~I am also terrified of Mary Poppins, Mimes, and people(Sort of.)
~I'm obsessed with Bam Margera.

[silver_dreams]

~has a strange fear of mirrors...

[VR_Jay]

~ has a strange fear of people who have a strange fear of mirrors.
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