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i love rubberducks.
i collect them because they're cute. and they have attitude. i swear it. sometimes i'm shy. and other times i'm mean, but mostly i try to be nice. i can laugh fifteen minutes straight over something stupid and i don't find chuck norris jokes funny. rubberducks and food with faces are the way to my heart. i don't know all the words to songs, but i sing them (badly and off-key) anyway.
i could live off gummi bears for the rest of my life and i wouldn't mind living in a cardboard box. i used to dance in the aisles at Coles but lately i've lost my groove. i can't dance or swim for peanuts but that's okay. i don't like peanuts =D. i think people need to laugh at themselves more and i don't like exclusiveness and computer viruses. as you may have noticed, i also don't like C A P I T A L S. i'm afraid of forgetting important things/people/events/all of the above but i'm generally a forgetful person anyway. i like helping people. problem is, they usually wind up having to help me =). i'm a hermit. i prefer not to leave the house. i don't think that's a bad thing; socialising is just exhausting sometimes.
i love words. i swear i do. i aspire to be a writer. i love to paint and draw. but, hey, i'm probably just another wannabe. i always leave things half-finished. (i don't mean to. i promise.)
i fluctuate between cynicism and optimism and, most of the time, the only response you'll get out of me is a grunt. it's not because i hate you. i'm just lazy. i most likely love you. i just have a hard time showing it.
i'm generally a friendly person. so say hi (its_like_whoah@hotmail.com) and i'll want to have your babies =
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A Cliche Waiting to Happen - chapter 6 (revised) posted - 08 / 03 / 08
Becoming the Brandon Bride - chapter 2 deleted for revision.
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