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%title Survey thingy.
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%date 2004-02-23 01:50:01
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:diary:livejournal:fossils:
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<details><summary>Read more...</summary>
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</details>
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A B O U T . . .
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[my name is]: Matt, Ranna
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[in the morning I am]: Singing
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[all I need is]: Friends
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[love is]: patient, love is kind, love is not jealous, nor rude, it does not insist on it's own way; love is not irritable, resentful, it does not rejoice at wrong, but love rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believes, hopes, endures all things. Love never ends.
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[if I could see one person right now]: Moondog
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[I'm afraid of]: myself, getting hurt, hurting others, and spiders
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[I dream about]: I don't remember
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H A V E Y O U E V E R . . .
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[pictured your crush naked?]: Mmhm.
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[actually seen your crush naked]: Nope.
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[been in love]: Yup.
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[cried when someone died]: Yes.
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[drank alcohol]: Yeah. I have a low opinion of it.
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[lied]: Too much.
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[coke or pepsi]: Coke
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[flowers or candy]: Chocolate coated little children. I hear they're really tasty with almonds and honey.
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W I T H T H E O P P O S I T E S E X . . .
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[what do you notice first?]: Um.. their laugh, I suppose.
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[last person you slow danced with]: Eheh. Urg.. I haven't, with a guy, and Paula Creevy, I suppose, for girl..
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[worst thing to say]: Say? Well, I can tell you not to mess with their hair..
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[tall or short]: Most people are shorter than me, so I don't care, really.
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W H O . . .
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[makes you laugh the most?]: Breakfastfox. :o)
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[makes you smile]: Moondog, Senotay, Sarah, Kiran, Jerred, Kory.. lots of people ^^
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[gives you a funny feeling when you see them]: Moondog.
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[has a crush on u?]: Moondog, Jim.
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[easier to talk to: boys or girls?]: Dogs. Boys and girls are about on the same level.
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D O Y O U E V E R . . .
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[sit on the internet all day waiting for someone special to I.M. u?]: Occasionally
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[save aol/aim conversations]: Yes. For prosperity.
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[cried because of someone saying something to you]: Yup, and vice versa. Same person, too.
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H A V E Y O U E V E R . . .
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[fallen for your best friend]: Definitely.
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[been rejected]: Of course.
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[rejected someone]: Yup.
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[used someone]: Uh.. not conciously, but subconciously, yeah.
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[been cheated on]: Um.. hmm. I suppose so, but it was a twisted story.
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[done something you regret]: Of course.
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W H O W A S T H E L A S T P E R S O N . . .
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[you talked to]: Moondog
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[hugged]: Ur.. I hug lots of people..
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[you instant messaged]: Moondog
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[you laughed with]: Breakfastfox
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D O Y O U . . .
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[color your hair]: Nope
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[habla espanol]: I took a year of spanish.. once..
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H A V E Y O U / / D O Y O U / / A R E Y O U
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[smoke]: First hand smoke makes me quite ill.
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[obsessive]: Yup.
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[could you live without the computer?]: For a little while, but then I'd SHRIVEL UP AND DIE!!! Well.. no, I suppose I couldn't.
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[how many peeps are on your buddylist?]: Lots and lots, but I rarely talk to more than five.
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[what's your favorite food?]: Urm.. not sure. I like lots of foods.
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[whats ur favorite fruit?]: Persimmons
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[what hurts the most? physical pain or emotional pain?]: Emotional.
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[trust others way too easily?]: Just easily enough, thank you.
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F I N A L Q U E S T I O N S . . .
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[I want]: Moondog. And rest. And for this week to be over.
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[I wish]: It was saturday.
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[I love]: Everything.
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[I miss]: Innocence
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[I fear]: Lonliness, and hurting others.
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[I hear]: That little children are especially good on crackers with cheese and a nice chianti..
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[I wonder]: Why some people have drivers licenses.
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