:x: name: Lior
:x: piercings: ears.
:x: tattoos: No.
:x: height: 5'7
:x: hair color: Brown
:x: age: You should know.
:x: birthday: 11-13.
:x: status: Taken.
:x: school: A certain brick prison.
:x: eye color: Haha. Umm, gray-blue?
LAST..
:x: movie you rented: Chasing Amy.
:x: song you listened to: Let's Dance, by Bowie.
:x: song stuck in you head: Scarily enough, nothing.
:x: cd you bought: I don't do cd's.
:x: cd you listened to: The Les Miserables soundtrack.
:x: person you've called: The parental units.
:x: person that's called you: Missed call? Taury. Otherwise? Maia.
:x: person you've hugged: Andrew.
:x: person you've fought with: My parents.
:x: person you complimented: Um. Andrew, maybe? Maia?
:x: tv show you've watched: Alias.
:x: class you went to: Spanish.
Do...
:x: you wish you could live somewhere else: I love NYC. But i want to live all over the world, for small periods of time. Permanently? Probably NYC, although perhaps London, Paris, Rome.
:x: you believe in online dating: No.
:x: others find you attractive: So i'm told.
:x: you want more piercings: Probably at some point.
:x: you write in cursive or print: Depends on my mood.
:x: you carry donor card: No.
:x: believe in long distance relationships: I think they're extremely hard, and only to be attempted if you're really in love. I also think they usually don't work, and are the most heartbreaking.
:x: believe in using someone: It depends.
:x: believe in killing people: Sometimes.
:x: believe in teenage smoking: It's their buisness.
:x: believe in driving drunk: No.
:x: believe in gay/lesbian relationship: Absolutely, duh.
:x: you watch soap operas: No way.
FAVORITE..
:x: food: Impossible to answer.
:x: song: No idea.
:x: thing to do: Read, hug people i'm close to.
:x: thing to talk about: Whatever i'm in the mood for.
:x: sports: Volleyball, swimming, soccer.
:x: drink: Whoah. Alcoholic? several. otherwise? coffee, coffee, coffee.
:x: X-men: never really watched that cartoon.
:x: saying: "I've always thought it was, if life gives you lemons, throw them in the face of the person who brought them to you until they give you the oranges you originally asked for." ~DV
:x: scent: My phantom cologne, which to this day won't leave me alone.
:x: word: I love languages.
:x: nickname: Don't have any really, some that i abhor that are used jokingly.
:x: guy name: Alex, i think.
:x: girl name: Anne, i think.
:x: eye color: Green/Hazel.
:x: flower: No idea, don't have one.
:x: class: Pretty much anything but math.
HAVE YOU..
:x: ever cried over a boy: Not yet.
:x: ever lied to someone: Yes.
:x: ever been in a fist fight: Surprisingly, no. Slapping someone doesn't count.
:x: ever been arrested: No.
:x: ever eaten frog legs: Yes.
NUMBER..
:x: of times I have been in love: I thought i might have been, once.
:x: of times I have had my heart broken: see above.
:x: of hearts I have broken: None.
:x: of drugs taken illegally: Well at this point it's illegal for me to drink and to smoke. (well, buy cigarettes.
:x: of things in my past that I regret: Many, and none.
DO YOU THINK YOU ARE..
:x: pretty: No.
:x: funny: When i'm in a good mood.
:x: hot: No.
:x: friendly: Yes, when i don't know you well. when i do, then i am in my own warped way.
:x: ugly: No.
:x: lovable: Not like a dog is, but i know one person who loves me, as of our discussion.
:x: pessimistic: I'm realistic.
:x: optimistic: No.
:x: caring: In some senses, not in others.
:x: sweet: No.
:x: dorky: No.
:x: stubborn: Absolutely.
:x: random: Not really.
RANDOM..
:x: spell your first name back wards: roiL. Fittingly, it means to disturb or vex; to be in a state of turbulence/agitation, although phonetically it's royal.
:x: the story behind your user name: It means true passion.
:x: are you straight: Yes.
:x: where do you live: Manhattan.
:x: numbers in your cell phone: Um, 50-something.
:x: shampoo: Herbal Essence.
:x: soap: Lever 2000.
DESCRIBE YOUR..
:x: wallet: Black and blue.
:x: hairbrush: Adequate.
:x: toothbrush: Overused.
:x: jewelery worn daily: Nothing, but most often the ohm.
:x: pillow cover: Light green.
:x: blanket: The heaviest comforter they make, reversible green and white faded flowery.
:x: coffee cup: Don't have one, though i do have a striped single-serve teapot and cup, it's really cool, lol.
:x: sunglasses: Have such a hard time finding any, and need to buy a new pair.
:x: shoes: pseudo combat wannabe's, i suppose is the best way to describe them. They're like Maia's, by accident, but all black, which is fitting.
:x: handbag: Don't own one.
:x: favorite top: I like to wear button-downs around the house.
:x: CD in stereo right now: My own mix.
:x: what you are wearing now: Dartmouth vball tee shirt, underwear.
:x: hair: Umm, breastlength?
:x: make up: None.
WHO or WHAT (was/is/are)..
:x: in my mouth: Spearmint orbit.
:x: in my head: Evanescence on the radio.
:x: wishing: For a certain someone.
:x: after this: Procrastination, lazing doing nothing.
:x: talking to: Nobody.
:x: eating: Nothing.
:x: if you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what reason: In theory? George Dubya. But not really, because he's only the posterboy for a growing tide of rightwing power, so his death would accomplish nothing. Or worse, someone actually intelligent could come to the forefront of the Republican party.
:x: person you wish you could see right now: Who do you think?
:x: something you're looking forward to in this upcoming month: Our halfday. lol.
:x: something that you are deathly afraid of: Nothing.
:x: do you like candles: If i'm in the right mood.
:x: do you like incense: Depends how it smells.
:x: do you believe in love: Yes.
:x: do you believe in soul mates: That phrase bothers me. I believe in the existence of an all consuming love in which it is possible to love only once.
:x: do you believe in love at first sight: No.
:x: do you believe in forgiveness: Sometimes.
:x: do you believe in God: No.
:x: who is your worst enemy: Myself.
:x: what is the latest you've ever stayed up: Um..i think i've been up for about 80 hours before.
:x: can you eat with chopsticks: Yes. I'm good with my hands. =P
on another note, the headphones to my ipod broke, somehow. they were sitting on maia's desk, and then i turned it on, and no go. other headphones work though, so the ipod itself is fine. although the apple store is on Prince street, they won't let you come down to have the parts replaced (i'm under warranty). instead, i have to wait for them to send a box for me to put the headphones in so that i can mail it back to them, and then wait to get another pair mailed back to me. someone tell me when convenience became outdated?