1. Lolita, by Vladimir Nabokov. Absolutely no competition. I bought it at 13 (or, rather, asked my delightfully liberal and open minded mother to buy it for me), started reading it at 14, and never got past the first section (it is separated into two parts), and finished it, finally, at 15, on a week long school trip to Berlin. Since the moment I read the last word, Lolita has been my unquestioned favourite
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1. Oh GOD that's a hard one... It may be a rather macabre piece I wrote about having dinner with my family. Not because it was the best written, or brilliant in any way, but when I read it out, there was a kind of... shocked silence when I got to the end, followed by hysteria-tinged giggles. It's also what won me a pathetic excuse for a competition (yes, it was within the school).
2. Vivaldi's Winter. Yes, yes, I know. But it's just so intense, and utterly transcendent.
3. Ooh, you are evil! So many options... But just because he seemed so fantastically outrageous and fascinating character, I'm going to say Alan Clark.
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1. Ladytype?
2. Best sammich you have ever consumed?
3. Worst fandom you've been involved in?
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2. Worst hangover?
3. Any crushes at the moment?
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And oh yeah? Any clues to who it is? :P
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...Nope :)
(Also, your icon is total love. So beautiful!)
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2. Favourite song at the moment?
3. If you could meet anyone from history, who would you choose?
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2. Vivaldi's Winter. Yes, yes, I know. But it's just so intense, and utterly transcendent.
3. Ooh, you are evil! So many options... But just because he seemed so fantastically outrageous and fascinating character, I'm going to say Alan Clark.
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