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This one is really fucked up.

Basics

1. Name: Julia Lucia Herrera Gardella
2. Age: 19
3. Height: depends where I stand
4. Hair Color: brown, green, blond, kinda…
5. Eye Color: brown
6. School Life: Non-existent, I’m on vacation
7. What’s your school's mascot? HA, I think it is a comet.
8. School color(s)? There’s lots of red and black.
9. Who is your favorite teacher? My fellow peers. Heh, yeah. And, well, my art teacher, Mr. Ingram Ober.
10. What do they teach? Art, retard.
11. Is this your favorite class? It’s cool, but I like my Computer Science class even more. I finally finished Crypt Raider from Miniclip.com in that class and got a Halo 2 poster out of it. Each Tuesday we would, ahem, not go to class and go, instead, to the movies. We would get free popcorn. We kinda finished the labs on the, er, 5th week of class, so fuck that.

Internet

12. Do you use any instant messengers? I used to; I went to a rehabilitation center. I am now going to meetings and am currently under an hour a day. That’s a new record for me. Thank you.
13. If so, which ones? Oh man, where to begin. I started back in the ninety’s with the ICQ’s. The whole internet scene was happening, and well ICQ was the way to go, it was safe. That was good while it lasted, but I wanted something faster. I started hanging out with this new computer more and more. She was new and, dare I say, more capable. She introduced me to the MSN. That was a rush. I used to mix some MSN with some Yahoo! and just chill for hours. Those were good times... then everything when down hill. I would be eating lunch and would think of doing it. I would imagine myself on the computer, with two maybe three different IM’s. My school grades started slipping and I would find myself going back to the IM’s, but then, not even those were enough. I had now bumped up to MSN 6— I had to quit. I had pushed my friends and family away, I missed the sound of the phone. It was time; I checked myself in and am now a reborn Christian. I know Jesus loves me even though I did all that IM, and all that whoring for the connection. Bless yr hearts.
14. About how many hours a day do you spend online? I do less than an hour, and I feel great. Ever since I dropped my computer, I am a fuller person with so much to offer the world. Sometimes I feel like I could just sneak a few messages and it would still be cool, but I would call my sponsor and sort it out.
15. Do you have a digital camera? Well, technically yes.
16. If so, do you post pictures of yourself online? HAHAHahahaahah, sniff, Yeah.

Music

17. Do you play any instruments? I can play Mary had a Little Lamb on a cell phone.
18. If so, what one(s)? a CELL PHONE, gawd.
19. 3 Favorite Genres of Music: Progressive, Black and Psychedelic Chill Out. And all the rest.
20. 3 Favorite Bands: Cradle of Filth, King Crimson and the Faint. yeah
21. Do you go to concerts and/or shows? I do, Cradle was awesome. I lost my shoe!
22. What is the most you've ever spent on a concert/show? Ug, like 100 on all the merch, food and water at Coachella
23. What is the least you've ever spent? Free concerts at school.
24. Do you think buying merch at a concert then wearing it there is corny? AHHAhahaha, yes.
25. Do you listen to any bands that you'd be ashamed to admit to listening to? Don’t think so.
**26.Did you notice the grammatical error in question 29?

Word Association

27. Blue: sex
28. Camera: sex
29. Boy: sex
30. Pretty: sex
31. Pants: sex
32. Music: sex
33. God: sex
34. Sweater: sex
35. Live Journal: turn off
36. MTV: lame

Labels

37. Do you think labels are dumb? No, the labels aren’t dumb.
38. Why or why not? I think they are quite smart and detailed.
39. What do people label you as? If I knew, I’d staple-gun it to my head.
40. How/Why did you get this label? GAwd, are you even reading what I’m writing! Tard.

Which Is Worse?

41. Physical Pain/Emotional Pain? I’d say a Brazilian waxing us up there with heartbreak and despair. But hey, ask the emo kids.
42. Blink-182/Good Charlotte? Implying they are both bad, worse? Life of the rich and famous by Charlotte was pretty weak, but so was the prison video by Blink. I guess Blink gets off the hook for tenure.
43. Being Deaf/Being Blind? I’d rather be Deaf. I can still play Halo being deaf.
44. Being Bored/Rushing around because you have too much to do? I like being bored.
45. Losing your dominant leg/Losing your dominant arm? Leg, then I’d have an excuse to be a fat fuck on one of those carts when I grow up.

Love

46. Do you believe there’s a difference between “love” and “in love”? Probably, I’ve never been good at these SAT comparison things.
47. Is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all? Well I already loved and lost, so it no longer applies.
48. Are you romantic? Puppies make me sick.
49. Are you in a relationship now? Kinda
50. If so, for how long? Kinda like a month…
51. If not, how long have you been single? Some time now, kinda
52. Are you a virgin? Yes, a vestal one.
53. What song describes your love life right now? Model Man by King Crimson

Randomosity

54. War: Good or Bad? “si vis pacem, para bellum”
55. What do you think of designer labels? I like designer labels.
56. Whose skankier: Britney Spears or Paris Hilton? Well, Britney had talent, but Paris is cuter.
57. What is it with guys and cars? It’s probably the fact that if a sexy car with a fine engine pulls up, it’s enough to get anyone exited.
58. Do you sing? HA, when I drink, a lot.
59. If so, what part (Soprano 1, Alto 2, et cetera)? Man, yr annoying.
60. Kiss or hug? Depends if it’s a passionate kiss or a strong hug; if I say hug I’m gonna get pissed if it’s a lame pussy hug. Same goes for the kiss.
61. What color is your room? White
62. How old is your mom? 129
63. Black and white or color photos? I prefer to use all options available, sometimes, sepia just sounds cool.
64. Who cuts your hair? I don’t.
65. What color is your toothbrush? It’s purple
66. What color is your hair brush? I have a pink one and a green one.
67. What kind of hair products do you use? I use baby blood on the tips and some powdered bones for the roots.
68. Is K-Mart just the poor man's Wal-Mart? That’s it, I’m gonna kick yr ass survey guy!

*Ahem*

69. Are you sXe? Fuck straight edge kids. I like being a teenager, one year left.
70. Are you sexy? mmMMHHMMm.
71. What color do people tell you look nice on you? The color of BLOOODDD!!!1
72. What color do you think looks nice on you? A nice shade of pink.
73. Clothes shopping or grocery shopping? Clothes
74. Who do you sit with at lunch? I have to hide and eat inside a room; the squirrels will take my lunch.
75. Do you like the sound of your own voice when you hear it played back? HAHAHAahha, I sound like my mom.
76. Who has the nicest speaking voice that you know? My brother and Matt.
77. What is the website for one of your favorite bands?
78. Do you prefer to date people younger, older, or the same age as you? I’ve had them all.
79. Do you listen to songs on repeat often? Not really.
80. Who was the last person you hung out with? Matt
81. What did you and that person do? Played some halo, smoked some cigarettes, fun shit
82. Do you use internet shorthand (i.e. "lol", "brb", "jk", etc.)? No one writes English anymore. It’s so a few years ago.
83. How often do you bathe? I bathe, sometimes.
84. Are you a people-pleaser? I try to be, but some mother fuckers really push me.
85. Do you dye your hair regularly? I don’t have the patience for it, I know, I know.
86. What about your eyebrows? What are you getting at, the carpet matches the drapes if that is what you mean.
87. Do you wear makeup? Yes, I do.
**88. If you answered "yes", to #96, are you female?
89. Do you buy CDs edited or unedited? If I knew any better, I’d do the opposite.
90. Does your mom like the song "Hey Ya" by OutKast? Nah, she’s beyond that. Einstein on the beach has got her really fucked up.

Just to finish

91. Do you miss someone? I miss the meat man.
92. What will you do tomorrow? I don’t know, I have a final at 6:30pm. That’s about it.
93. Movie you want to watch? I really want to see Alexander, can it really be that bad? OOo and closer, sideways, oceans twelve, Finding neverland!!! Johnny Depp!!!
94. Who will you call after this? Call? That’s so last year.
95. What do you want for Christmas? I want a new leg.
96. What song are you listening to right now? Dig Me by King Crimson.
97. What book are you reading now? Oh man, I never finished Diary.
98. What are you thinking? Are you out of questions?
99. Who will answer this? You will, and you better pay attention.
100. What will you do after this? Go get a carne asada burrito.

feliz, feliz dia de los muertos.... kiss kiss

ill await the Skulls, may the best win.......

it's just a turkey for fuck's sake. let it go.

So I rode the bus yesterday many times. Unusual because I usually only take the bus once on Tuesdays, but yesterday was a weird day. I woke up, as you do, and left home at 12. Got to school late, as usual, and, w00t, my class was canceled. Figures. Anywho, I waste time at the school cafeteria, eat a burger and wait, patiently, for my computer science class to start, and with that, my midterm. I get to class, open book, open notes. Bam, done in 30 minutes. So now I had all this time on my hands, and since my next class was at 6 30 at night, I decided to go home.
Bus.
Home.
I studied hard for my criminology midterm, I really really like that class (freeeeak ijijijij so very zim). And so I walk to my other bust stop when, by mere coincidence, the other bus appeared. I was like, cool. (this is the bus with my chum driver) so we talked and discussed crock pots and how one should once in their lives make chili con carne (with our beans she added promptly) and just eat and make love all day.
The conversation carried on until we got to school. I took the test and finished, again in 30 min. Both were multiple choice. I swear teachers have stopped trying. Aha, So I rushed back to the bus only to meet up again with my bus driver buddy.
This time she narrated a dramatic story about a turkey and its struggle for life. It all started when she was still married and her kids were young and free. They had decided to raise some meat birds, among them a turkey. Then Thanksgiving came along and reared it ugly face (drama drama). It was time to commit homicide (cuz technically it is legal to kill a turkey). So She sat on the turkey to hold it in place, cuz it was a big turkey. Her two kids were each holding a leg. And the husband was going to “do the deed”.
The butchers knife dropped, but heads did not roll. Instead, since the dumb (as in “I ate soap” dumb: for anyone who saw The Daily Show) husband didn’t sharpen the knife, there was half a turkey neck cut. She was covered in blood yelling,
“Finish it!”
The turkey would buck like a wild bronco. Blood was splattered all over the kids, whom were holding the legs with no success. Everywhere… This headless turkey lifted her up in the air, both her knees. Basically, she was riding a horse. This was one big ass mother fucking turkey may I remind you. It was a lovely family ceremony.
That is all.
Home.