Break...

Sun, May. 11th, 2003 11:36 pm
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Taking a break from studying for comps... speaking of which, how in the world is one supposed to go about cramming four years of knowledge into an hour-long oral examination? Ugh.

Gakked from [livejournal.com profile] lm:

First bike: a Rose Petal Place training wheels bicycle. I loved it so much. It even had a basket. Does anyone besides me and my sister remember Rose Petal Place?

First best friend: This girl who was one year older than me and a family friend. And the only female family friend I knew. So she was my best friend and her little sister automatically became my sister's. I think it's funny how kids automatically just pick "best friends" without even figuring out compatability and etc.

First real memory of something: I think I must have been a little under two. I had a huge pink balloon, and it flew away. I was traumatized.

First car: Don't have one yet, but aiming for a hybrid. Tax breaks, woohoo! (and environmentally sound is a good thing too)

First partner: Boyfriend? Um. This guy in ninth grade. It lasted all of three weeks before I felt smothered.

First date: Um. I think some time with the boy. Not sure what time.

First kiss: R. Not fun.

First break-up: Technically aforementioned guy in ninth grade, but for me it felt like D. from freshman year.

First job: tutor for grammar in 11th grade. Real tax-paying job would be working here.

First screenname: Amberle on ICQ. Hey, used to be a big Terry Brooks fan.

First self-purchased album: Der... I think it was the Broadway cast recording of Les Mis. Yeah, I was a musical dork even back then.

First concert: Phil Collins, sometime in ninth grade? Blame the father.

First funeral: My grandfather on my dad's side, back when I was seven. It was a Buddhist funeral, noisy and loud and in Taiwan (we lived in CO back then), and it scared the hell out of me. That, and my parents behaving oddly.

First pet: Curiosity and Squeaky Clean, my two white mice from eighth grade. Technically Squeaky Clean was my sister's, but I definitely took care of them and loved them. *sniff* Mice die too quickly =(.

First piercing/tattoo: Ears, on my sixteenth birthday? That, or my seventeenth.. don't remember. Summer before tenth grade, anyway.

First independent home: Does my college dorm count?

First house/flat: A little apartment in Ithaca that I lived in for a month. Don't remember it at all. Then the house in Fort Collins, CO.

First credit card: last year, FINALLY got approved for a PNC bank credit card. Not debit!

First independent holiday: Huh? First one I spent by myself was my birthday in seventh grade, when I was away at summer camp.

First love: The boy.

First enemy: Probably this girl from sixth grade. She accused me of stealing her stickers. Grrrrr. Insult to my baby sense of honor ;).


Farscape is still holding my attention. Still adore Aeryn, mostly because right now she's so emotionally clueless. Everyone else in the ship will be saying things like they have to wait for blah blah's feelings or so and so, and Aeryn'll have a look on her face: Can't we just go now? What the hell are you guys talking about? And I like Crichton too, because he's totally clueless as well, but he thinks he's on top of things. My favorite moment is when Crichton tries to comfort Aeryn with food cubes arranged as a smiley face:

C: See? It's a happy face!

A: They're food cubes.

C: No, see I arranged them in the shape of.. never mind.

Hee. I hope they get an arc soon, because I'm getting really sick of emotional development and then completely forgetting it by the next episode!

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