Apr 23, 2006

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You Belong in LondonA little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock.A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything.No wonder you and London will get along so well.What City Do You Belong In?Start Hunting For That New ApartmentYou two are ready...

ours

You Should Be With a Water Sign!Your best match is a Cancer, Scorpio, or PiscesWhy? You crave intimacy and connection in your relationshipAnd while most guys can't open up enough for you, a Water Sign canNot that you're whole relationship will be soul gazingA Water Sign matches your goofy sense of humor...

me

You Are a Natural Beauty!You're the kind of beauty that every guy dreams about...One that looks good in the morning - without a stich of makeupThat's doesn't mean you're a total hippie chic thoughYou have style, but for you, style is effortlessWhat Type of Beauty Are You?Your Scent is MangoSultry, sweet,...

Apr 21, 2006

mattie's

haha...earth!Your Love Element Is EarthIn love, you have consistency and integrity.For you, love is all about staying grounded and centered.You attract others with your zest for life and experiences.Your flirting style is defined by setting the scene, creating a unique moment in time.Steady progress...

How You Life Your LifeYou seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.How...

galing kay ate hanna

You Should Be A PoetYou craft words well, in creative and unexpected ways.And you have a great talent for evoking beautiful imagery...Or describing the most intense heartbreak ever.You're already naturally a poet, even if you've never written a poem.What Type of Writer Should You Be?Your Hair Should...

Apr 17, 2006

liar liar to such joy!

ok. i just lied and told my parents i had work today but then i had none. so there.***i wanted so much to write all the poems (well, the lines) suddenly rushing out of my whole system but then the computer where i was in front of had a lousy keypad that might make my mattie wake up with its loud loud clink,clank. oh by the way he was actually sleeping at my lap that time. so anyway all those poems...