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Friday, June 16, 2006

I should start counting the times i've been tagged.

I'm okay with this. I like answering abstract questions.

Tell an outstanding memory you have of your parents.
WHOA. Got tons of these.
I don't remember how old I was, but it's a very hazy memory, so I must've been pretty young. I was either an MC or an OC, and we were all still sleeping in the classroom up in the big house. One night Dad was talking with someone and I was waiting for him because I was trying to talk with him. I absently started tapping my fingers on the table, and he got a little irritated and gave me a correction because he thought I was being obstinate and tapping in an impatient way to get his attention. Somehow later on he realized that I was just...being spacy and tapping to amuse myself whilst I waited. He felt really bad that he'd gotten angry and took me as rider on milk pick up one night. He bought me an ice cream and we sat in the car and he said he was sorry for getting angry, and asked me to forgive him. Definitely goes into the top ten most awkward and touching moments of my life. But that's just Dad. He's always been so lovable.
When we were really little, Dan and I used to snuggle on freenight with Mom and Dad in their huge bed. We never actually slept there, I remember. But we would talk and tickle eachother or scuffle. Lots of fun. Wish we'd all still fit.
Dad has been such a wonderful sample to me. He stuck through thick and thin, got some pretty rough corrections and really tried to change. We had a few rough years with teens, but he always plowed through with wisdom and temperance, Spent a bit of this past year going out witnessing with him and realizing how talented he is. I've taken him for granted for so many years.
As a child, did you have a fear of something in particular such as nighttime, water, dogs, etc? Fear of dark...for a little while. Just cause walking through the trees behind our house at night is...a little spooky. Scared of dogs and always will be. Scared of sharks. Scared of centipedes. Scared of walking through the house at night and crunching a cockroach beneath a bare foot.
Where's your favorite place to be kissed, besides the obvious?
My lips. What, I'm sorry...what's the obvious?
What's the earliest childhood memory you have? Swimming in kid's pools, those blow up thingers, at Nagoya school. There were like 3 of them to accomodate all of us toddlers, under a window awning. Just one little slide of a memory.
Where and when were you born? Give an interesting fact about your childhood along with it. '89, in Hachioji, Tokyo (Japan. No way, really?)
Interesting fact about my childhood...interesting fact about my childhood...
I spent the first ten days of my life in a walk in closet in the midwife's cause we couldn't go home cause the home had chicken pox. Nice huh. Grande entrada en un mundo de cosas excitantes.
Would you walk around town completely stark naked for $25,000?
Wow. What an open door of supply. Can I pass out posters too?
If you had the power to exterminate any type of music, what would you eliminate? Why? Cheesy R&B and rap music. The junky stuff. (There's very little that's GOOD in that genre, anyway. Feel free to flame me.)
What movie last brought tears to your eyes and really touched you? Why? Tears...? Can we just skip over that part? I don't remember the last time I cried during a movie. WAIT: it might have been The Wizard of Oz, when I was like...4. But no, I was probably too terrified to cry. The last movie that really touched me was Mother Teresa. We watched it a month or two ago. It really made me feel like doing something for the Lord.
When reading the Word, do you absorb more when reading, listening, or both? Reading.
What is a quality that you feel is important in a friend, and who is someone you see this quality in? Making others feel important, putting others' skills above your own. Like the Every Day Fruits.
What's your favorite type of sport or other outdoor activity? Heh. Soccer in the rain / mud. As long as I'm on defense and I have a handsome goalie with whom to flirt. And...my team is taking care of stuff on the other end of the field.
What's your favorite dessert? Mmmmmmm. Cheese cake. Chewy cookies. Tarts with tons and tons of yummy nuts. Banana cream pie. Annin dofu. Expensive yogurt. Tapioca pudding. Bounty bars. FATTEEEENNNINNNGG. Oh. And apple pie. Hang it, almost any kind of pie. I don't actually like desserty stuff much. I much prefer ordinary yummy food.
Name three good qualities belonging to the person to your immediate right. ...I have a trash can to my immediate right. Mom is on my left, but HA, she just barely missed getting appreciated.
If you had been the first person on the moon, what would you have said as you stepped onto the surface? Why the hell am I here? Why am I alive? What do I care about the moon for? Sweet swirling onion rings, I'm going home.
Where in the world have you always wanted to visit? The States.
What three famous living people would you like to witness to, and why? Russel Crowe, because he looks sad. Masako...for so many reasons. Randall Wallace, just BECAUSE.
What's your favorite joke? Oh noooo...I can't post this on my blog!!!
Who is someone in Heaven you would like to spend a day with, in the flesh, if it were possible? And what would you do together? Elvis. We'd write songs. And flirt.
What's your favorite aspect of the Christmas season? Being warm and comfy. Falling asleep with Christmas lights dancing over everything. Eating yummy food. Being busy.
What's your idea of a fun party, or something you like to do to relax and chill? Get together with the EVDF and write a theme song. Talk with musicians. Do stupid things with a few of my best friends. Have Word time with boys. Eh heh.
If you had to go to any (other) mission field, where would you go? And why? Nowhere. Japan. Alright. Kanto. You can't make me move.
What is something in your life (not a person, but a thing) that if gone tomorrow forever you would really miss, and why? ...can't think of much. Computers, maybe. My larynx? I don't know.

TAG: Niki (I apologize in advance.)

13 comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Have Word time with boys. Eh heh."

I think, I think I catch it.
But I'm not sure so I can't laugh real hard.
Let me know...

-the P. S.

6/17/2006 11:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

has Joanie been tagging you too? cause this things gonna have a chain reaction.

6/18/2006 12:46 AM  
Anonymous Ambie said...

Are you crazy??!! Thats not a short post. Baka..

6/18/2006 12:50 AM  
Blogger Joan said...

Naw, I didnt tag her...my sister tagged her. Whoa..and you tagged niki.... it's not even ment to be a tagging tagging thing. oh well... reading these are fun.

Oi! Elvis is mine!!!!

6/18/2006 4:42 AM  
Blogger crazynik said...

Oh no you didn't...you bad girl
Sigh I will have to get on this sometime soon

6/18/2006 5:30 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

nyahahaha.

ambie, i bet you didn't read it.
sniff.

6/18/2006 8:28 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

Joanie, you said Elvis?
Weird. Mustn't have read that far.
Oh well.
Sharing is the name of the game.

6/18/2006 10:52 AM  
Anonymous MOM said...

By the way Flo, the walk-in-closet was in a home in Sai Tama Ken, not the midwife's and it was whooping cough, not chicken pox. We had to wait for the quarantine to be over, before we could take you home. It was a lot of fun cause Kelly was there with us too. But you obviously don't remember.

6/18/2006 7:03 PM  
Blogger Florence said...

wow mom.
now i feel stupid.

6/18/2006 9:19 PM  
Anonymous Bitter? Me? said...

I guess I exchanged whooping cough, and the opportunity to be with my long awaited baby sister, for hell week at Victors. Some people have all the fun.

Though I do remember another episode of whooping cough in Yokohama. And mumps there too, only I don't remember having it at all. I was holed up in a room with Sam and Kelly who looked like watermelons, but I just remember laughing at them, not feeling sick.

6/19/2006 12:07 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

gee. you're a big heartful of compassion, aren't ya.
and your long awaited baby sister wasn't all she was cracked up to be. you didn't miss much.

6/19/2006 1:47 PM  
Anonymous Stephen said...

awkward......(twidling thumbs..)

6/20/2006 3:50 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

I spy a musician! Happy happy Florence!

6/20/2006 1:09 PM  

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