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Pinched from scratchmeharder
Copied again, the ones that apply to me are in bold!
The total amount of sleep you get on weekends is the sum of how many times you've blinked since Friday night.
You grin like a dumbass whenever you see a commercial for "E News"
You navigate your way around the city by using 24h petrol-stations as landmarks.
You can't pass a warehouse, big open field, barn, airplane hanger, phone booth, etc without getting that far off look in your eye and saying "Wow, what a great place for a rave!"
You're willing to spend $30 on a ticket for an event you might not even get into, $50 for something that might be asprin, but you're not willing to part with $2 for a bottle of water.
You and your friends hear tumbling noises from the washing machine and all start to argue whether it's jungle or hardcore.
You have sleeping patterns that would kill normal human beings.
Almost every letter of the alphabet has a different meaning to you.
You forget about your dream of becoming a Doctor and start to wonder what it would be like to be a cartoon character...
You are dead against drinking alcohol, but will snort horse-tranquillisers without any prompting needed.
You wallpaper your room with old fliers.
All your friends have names like Gee Whiz, Marko, Fenix and hyper...etc...<
You've got a huge pile of dead glow-sticks in your room which you can't throw out because of 'sentimental value'.
You don't own a watch, and if you do its either edible or able to hide drugs inside.
You lose 10 lbs in one night and the last thing you think about the next morning is food.
You can live for an entire weekend out of your backpack.
You think perhaps Bill Gates was thinking of something else when he designed the Internet Explorer logo...
You're happy when there's a recession because it means more empty warehouses.
You've got so much glowing shit in your room that you can't sleep because of the brightness.
You've been close friends with someone for weeks without actually knowing their first names.
You get home and you've got absolutly nothing that you can talk to your parents about from your weekend. - Not strictly true, as my dad is a raver himself :)
You automatically migrate towards anything florescent because you think it might be someone with a glow stick.
You buy clothes based on texture, and whether they are reflective in the dark.
You don't give a flying fuck what you look like any more and just dance, dance, dance...
You can stand in front of a 12,000 watt speaker for an hour and be loving every minute of it.
You won't spend any money on things you need, but if someone at a party needs $5 , you'll give it to them.
You can wear out a pair of shoes in only a few days.
You can't carry out normal day to day activities without having little lights to play with.
You have a one-track mind, and it goes Beep-Beep-Boom-Boom-Beep-Beep-Boom (or... oountz, ountz, doof, doof, ountz, ountz, doof, doof!)
You carry enough flashy electronic-things in your bag to light a small city.
When you are driving your car home you feel like you're in a video game.
Water, food, Vicks, little lights... all hold equal importance to you.
You start to think of lollipops as a seperate food group.
Chewing gum becomes a necessity.
Random tripping is the best way to describe your weekend (or indeed your life)
You've got a huge pile of dead glow-sticks in your room which you can't throw out because of 'sentimental value'
he he he
Copied again, the ones that apply to me are in bold!
The total amount of sleep you get on weekends is the sum of how many times you've blinked since Friday night.
You grin like a dumbass whenever you see a commercial for "E News"
You navigate your way around the city by using 24h petrol-stations as landmarks.
You can't pass a warehouse, big open field, barn, airplane hanger, phone booth, etc without getting that far off look in your eye and saying "Wow, what a great place for a rave!"
You're willing to spend $30 on a ticket for an event you might not even get into, $50 for something that might be asprin, but you're not willing to part with $2 for a bottle of water.
You and your friends hear tumbling noises from the washing machine and all start to argue whether it's jungle or hardcore.
You have sleeping patterns that would kill normal human beings.
Almost every letter of the alphabet has a different meaning to you.
You forget about your dream of becoming a Doctor and start to wonder what it would be like to be a cartoon character...
You are dead against drinking alcohol, but will snort horse-tranquillisers without any prompting needed.
You wallpaper your room with old fliers.
All your friends have names like Gee Whiz, Marko, Fenix and hyper...etc...<
You've got a huge pile of dead glow-sticks in your room which you can't throw out because of 'sentimental value'.
You don't own a watch, and if you do its either edible or able to hide drugs inside.
You lose 10 lbs in one night and the last thing you think about the next morning is food.
You can live for an entire weekend out of your backpack.
You think perhaps Bill Gates was thinking of something else when he designed the Internet Explorer logo...
You're happy when there's a recession because it means more empty warehouses.
You've got so much glowing shit in your room that you can't sleep because of the brightness.
You've been close friends with someone for weeks without actually knowing their first names.
You get home and you've got absolutly nothing that you can talk to your parents about from your weekend. - Not strictly true, as my dad is a raver himself :)
You automatically migrate towards anything florescent because you think it might be someone with a glow stick.
You buy clothes based on texture, and whether they are reflective in the dark.
You don't give a flying fuck what you look like any more and just dance, dance, dance...
You can stand in front of a 12,000 watt speaker for an hour and be loving every minute of it.
You won't spend any money on things you need, but if someone at a party needs $5 , you'll give it to them.
You can wear out a pair of shoes in only a few days.
You can't carry out normal day to day activities without having little lights to play with.
You have a one-track mind, and it goes Beep-Beep-Boom-Boom-Beep-Beep-Boom (or... oountz, ountz, doof, doof, ountz, ountz, doof, doof!)
You carry enough flashy electronic-things in your bag to light a small city.
When you are driving your car home you feel like you're in a video game.
Water, food, Vicks, little lights... all hold equal importance to you.
You start to think of lollipops as a seperate food group.
Chewing gum becomes a necessity.
Random tripping is the best way to describe your weekend (or indeed your life)
You've got a huge pile of dead glow-sticks in your room which you can't throw out because of 'sentimental value'
he he he