What Mikey Means
You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.
You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.
You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!
You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.
You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.
You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.
You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.
What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning? i went to iowa and illinois and wisconsin and minnesota and indiana. it was cold everywhere. i had a cool dream somewhere, in some hotel. it took place in north dakota, but not really. you know how dreams are. i was on some outcropping from an infinitely high cliff, and the sand formed a slope from the cliff wall to the edge of the outcropping, always falling. me and some others were on brown birds with small wings, like chocobos or the birds from nausicaa. they carried us, running, across the falling sand. the top of the cliff wall was only a man's height from the sand, so to get the amazing view, we stopped and i pulled myself over the wall. we were above the clouds, and they stretched, small lines of puff, endlessly. it was magnificent. i lowered myself back to the sand outcropping, but it began to crack and fall away, and the sand flew everywhere, i couldn't see. i tried to find my steed, but my eyes wouldn't open farther than slits, so i whistled for it and stretched out my hand. it came to me, and i can still remember the feel of its interior layer of downy feathers. i jumped on and we rode forward on the outcropping.