Nicknames: Steph, Stephie, Musky and Stiffy :-p
Birthday: April 20 1985
I may seem: off in space
But I'm really: thinking about stuff.
People who really know me well think I'm: eccentric, I believe. Though one school friend of mine has claimed that a word has not yet been created to describe me.
Sometimes I feel: worried
My days are pretty: stressful, period.
In the morning I: Wake up and wonder just what the point of my existance is in the scheme of things while I'm getting ready for school/church.
If I could be anywhere right now I would be: In New York or Rome. Or anywhere but here.
Money is: a way of life, sadly.
One thing I wish I could have is: the truth, and if not that, than eudaemonia.
One thing I have that I wish I didn't do is: take my anger out on other people.
All I need is: love. :)
If I had one wish it would be: that the whole world would be right for just a moment or two.
Love is: something that I probably couldn't do without.
Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: No at the moment, sadly. :/
If I could see one person right now it would be: Andrew. *sigh* I wish I'd talked to him a bit more than I did today.
I live for: knowledge. And truth.
I am afraid of: spiders. :-p And being alone.
It makes me angry when: I realise that all the problems in my life are bullcrap compared with other people's, and that I'm selfish for thinking that they were dire matters.
I dream about: weird stuff. Singing rap songs as hymns in church and other weird-arse things.
I daydream about: romantic notions like amor vincit omnia.
Number of boys I have kissed: If we're not counting relatives, then about five or six.
Number of drugs taken illegally: Zilch. I stay away from drugs. Aw, I suppose alcohol might count as a drug...in that case, one.
Number of people I could trust with my life: mmm.....maybe three or four.
Number of CDs that I own: About 25-30, I think.
Number of piercings: None
Number of tattoos: None. As you can see, I really can't stand much pain. ^^;
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: Once, I think. It was ages ago....
Number of scars on my body: mmm, not sure. Not too many visible ones though.
Number of things in my past that I regret: I have alot of little regrets, but there's only one thing that I badly regret.
Last movie you saw: Spider-Man. *grins*
Last movie you saw on the big screen: Birthday Girl
Last phone number you called: I think it was Andrew last Tuesday afternoon when I was in the city.
Last show you watched on TV: The Forsyte Saga
Last song you heard: Before the current one? James Brown- The Old Landmark
Last thing you had to drink: Mineral water
Last thing you ate: An apple.
Last time you showered: This morning.
Last time you smiled: mmm, about two hours ago...
Last time you laughed: Six in the evening.
Last person you hugged: Andrew
Last person you kissed: Andrew, when I was saying goodbye to him. *sigh*
Last thing you said: You really don't want to know.
Last person you talked to online: Sevvie, this afternoon.
Last person you talked to on the phone: Ben, my older brother, on Saturday morning.
Last thing you smelled: My last breath in... so, ummm... the air?
I have been downloading Boondock Saints from Kazaa for nearly two months now and it's only halfway done. I really believe this may be a fruitless cause, but since Willem Dafoe's one of the leading players and I badly want to see it, I will perservere.
Well, debated with Andrew today about my future uni prospects, schoolies week (to go or not to go?) and his future. We had a bit of a row cause I was trying to give him advice that the school chaplain suggested to me. Big mistake, as he got really pissy about it. My fault. I'm not in the position to be offering him advice on what he wants out of life.
Schoolies week. Urgh......I do not want to hang around people who are going to be drunk/stoned/vomiting/passed on the beaches of oh-so-tacky Gold Coast. No way, no how. Even if there is a toga party on. One good thing is hardly worth the whole trip. Besides, that toga party will probably be like something out of I, Claudius, with hedonism ruling over sensibility.
I don't want that. I don't want to get drunk and not remember a thing when I stumble back from schoolies. I want a week that I can remember. Which is why I'm considering going down to Melbourne (which is far more cultured and romantic than the Gold Coast imho) for some r&r and quality time with my relatives. If Andrew decides he will move down there (if he indeed decides to pursue this vocation of his), we might go together (as friends, of course.). That'd be nice, yes. Away from all the partying and noise.
We'll see, anyway.
You are The Princess of Quite a Bit
Your kingdom is comprised of modest crafts and tradesmen.
Though your title of Princess is mostly honourary, you still manage to take advantage of the freedom and privileges your sovereignity provides.
You have time to enjoy the finer things in life, but keep your indulgences to a minimal level, beleiving that one should waste not, want not.
You never forget your prestigieous heritage, but you prefer to mingle with the commoners, relishing in the special freedoms they have.
Your life revolves around tradition and celebration, spending those times with the ones you love.
Level-headed and considerate, you are well liked by all your subjects.
Your crown is a thin band of jewels.
Your throne is a simple chair that sits beside your mother’s throne.
Princess Stephanie does have a bit of a ring to it, admittedly. mmm, yes.....