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My teddy bear from when I was a baby. I can't give Pinky up.
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I've been thinking about this one for a few weeks, and all I can come up with is "why me?" I know, so creative and not at all self-obsessed.
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I generally like weird flowers- snapdragons, lily of the valley, gardenia, magnolias, jasmine... everything that's visually interesting and/or smells lovely. The few flowers I don't like are generally filler or flowers typically used at funerals- like roses and carnations.
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I'd say a lovely peacock, so I'd have some great tailfeathers... but I could just as easily get a freakin Carnivale costume and then take off the feathers to fit through the front door. That and we're running into the issue again of the female birds being kind of brownish and ugly...
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I want to say fusion...
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Hmm... the best thing I ate this week was probably a bite of watermelon. YUMM!
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Hopefully, I'll be exactly like my Yiayia. She was just amazing- she was the type of woman who would get up at 4am and bake or clean or make something because she couldn't sleep. She could do ANYTHING she wanted to, regardless of physical ability (like the time she broke her hip and figured out how to change the curtains with her cane.) She made songs up about absolutely nothing and sang to herself when she was bored (and of course to me.) She was always laughing about something, and always there for us even when we were absolutely awful. She was just one of those perfect people. <3
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Wow you're random. We're sisters, and that's that.
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I would be a bird. I'd love to be an albino peacock just to be gorgeous like that.... but I have a feeling only the male birds have the awesome plumage. Mehhhh.
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Centipedes/Millipedes. They scare me to DEATH!!
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I would rather strike a match to my ass and watch myself go up in flames than do either of those. Those books are precious. Those works of art are priceless... what I wouldn't give to see them BOTH protected from asshats. And flames.
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Everything and nothing. The major ones include failure, creepy crawlies, and dying a painful death.
The minor ones include everything else like sharks (though that fits in with dying a painful death...), being spit on by a llama, having to unclog the kitchen sink, amputees, clowns, The Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, walking out of the bathroom with toilet paper stuck on my heel (not like that ever happens in real life) and rollercoasters (which again, fits with the painful death thing.) -
This is a complicated question... but right now I have a line from Lady Gaga in my head. "Can't sleep with a man who dims my shine." Which is just all too true...
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Definitely next time!
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I wish I could, I have class until 9pm on friday. It's the last class before spring break, and she's giving out the midterm essay so I kind of have to be there. :( But if I could skip at all I'd be with you, laughing my ass off. Are you going to Caroline's?
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My Great-Grandmother's engagement ring. This thing is about a hundred years old- it's been passed down in my family from mother to firstborn daughter since then, and it's going to be on my finger one day. There is such a huge story behind that ring; it's a little piece of history.
When my great-grandfather was young and living in manhattan he worked for the Rockefellers. When he was planning to marry my great-grandmother Aphrodite, he told his boss.... who laughed at him and told him to get the poor girl a ring. It was 1912, and he hadn't been in the country for very long (my family is Greek) so I guess he wasn't aware of the custom lol. Anyhoo, he bought this ring and it's not within my ability as a writer to express exactly how how awesome I think it is that it's now an heirloom.
It sounds materialistic of me to say that a ring is my most prized possession... but it's a little connection that I have with the rest of my family, that I can keep with me everyday and eventually (if and when I have kids) pass down. It could have been a rock for all I care (well it kind of is a rock, but it could be an ugly rock) and I would still treasure it.
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Martha
Long Island, NY
Martha’s Bio
Likes: shoes, music, the beach, classical literature, talking, and my friends, but never in that order.
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