I was tagged by hawkeblocke! Thank you.
Birthday: November 5th ‘96
Gender: wonderfully handsome cis female
Sexual Orientation: the worst heterosexual
Time and Date: 21:35 08/04/2015
Favorite Colour: reds and dark green
Average Hours Sleep: it ranges from ‘I haven’t seen a bed in a week’ to ‘I have opened my eyes once today’.
Lucky Number: 4, and then because I like things in fours my
second lucky number is 16.
Last Thing I Googled: worlds’ largest dildo… for
references I swear. It came up with porn and my search was unfruitful. (I just
wanted to know srsly jesus. Actually, it was because I wanted to see how big it
was and if it would actually fit inside a person, and then I had this horrible
idea and I couldn’t stop laughing so I had to look it up.)
First word that comes to mind: Snart
How many blankets I sleep under: I start with a duvet and
this normally ends in me sleeping on the floor and hugging a pillow.
One place that makes me happy: my desk. It’s a mess and
nothing gets done there, but I love it.
What I’m wearing now: my big blue sleeping shirt and my fucking
skull boxers hell yeah buddy.
Favorite Fictional Character: Vincent Law from Ergo Proxy.
He’s a small scared baby god child with a bad haircut and a cool coat and I
Favorite Book: ‘The Angel’s Game’ by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. I
will promote this book forever it’s my all-time favourite and I’ve read it
upwards of three hundred times. Seriously. It’s beautiful and crazy and dumb
and awesome and everything you will ever want in a book. I’m in love with it.
Last movie I saw at the cinema: Kingsman: The Secret
Service. It’s great.
Last book I read: I’m currently reading ‘Room’ by Emma
Donoghue. I’ve read it a few times but it’s so sad and horrible and totally
worth a read. The book before that was ‘The Burning’ by Jane Casey, because I
like crime novels too much.
Favourite drink: watered-down apple and mango juice, or
Favourite food: Greasy Chinese takeaway any day. I don’t
care what, I’ll eat it.
Dream Vacation: I’m not sure. I think I’d just like to go
somewhere alone and just meet people and just not know anyone for a while. I’d
Dream wedding: I turn up dressed as Barney the Dinosaur and
flip off the guests, eat the cake, steal the rings, kiss the hot groom, and
drive off in a bright red Ferrari with £10,000 worth of jewellery. This isn’t
my wedding. I gate-crashed. Surprise, fuckers.
Dream Job: I’d love to do something with English, but
honestly it’s such a pain to get into, and my chances of getting into uni the
way I am is pretty slim. I’m not even sure what I’d do. Probably a professional
spoilsport, so maybe a columnist or critic would suit.
I’m going to tag the last few people that reblogged from me. homofaggins, sadisticknives, imothenerdfighter, meganfails, jehaanprouvaire.
You don’t have to do this, obviously. And if I haven’t tagged you but you want to take part, go ahead C: