Carbon Outdating!
Mar. 11th, 2010 10:37 pmGiven by
lady_sb and
_deru, who thought up more or less the same 5 words.
Honesty+Sarcasm+Wit
I am honest because I am a horrible liar; I am sarcastic because Peanuts was my teacher and I have never set out to BE sarcastic; and I am apparently witty because British comedies are awesome like that.
That is all.
Misanthrope
I just...don't love people. Someone asked why didn't I become a doctor and it's not because unlike House I want to prove people I'm right, but rather I can't stand being nice to people for long. It ties in with the wit and sarcasm - I can be witty and sarcastic because I don't have to be nice to people, and it makes it a lot easier than restraining myself. I *can* be doesn't mean I *should*. Company is good, but there are things people just do that make me not like them in general, you know?
Plus, if I'm cloyingly nice for too long I might have to shoot myself.
Murni
A long time ago,
gan_sakura raved about this place called Murni that had really great food for cheap but never took us there. Eventually we did go there, and there's always so many things to try. Just when I order something someone else's order walks by and I think "god DAMN I should've ordered that" but it doesn't help when I don't know the name of the dish. By the time I go back I've forgotten I want to order that, and the cycle begins anew. The upside is my parents love the food as well so I don't have to wait for someone to drag me out yamcha to eat Murni food.
PS2
My trusty faithful PS2 has a lot of games that I haven't even played yet, but it never fails to be entertaining. <3
It still doesn't hold a candle to Vagrant Story though.
Layton
If you had told me I would love Professor Layton as much as I do now, I would be skeptical.
Yet there's so much that appeals to me - the Europeanish art style, the top hat, the English accent, the puzzles that actually make me sit and sometimes go NO I CAN DO THIS before the need to progress the plot takes over and I consult a walkthrough. Even though the puzzles can be tricky in Japanese with the wordplay, I still play through it because one can never tire of Layton and his surreal badassery. One minute he's walking around a town with a suitcase, the next he's fighting HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE I KID YOU NOT I KNOW IT'S A SPOILER BUT IT'S THAT AWESOME OKAY.
Jiejie
Everytime
_deru calls me that, I get pangs of inferiority; Jiejie denotes "big sister", someone to look up to, a role model, someone who watches out for those under her care.
I do none of that, and take great lengths to flee from it; Yet, she keeps calling me. "DM jiejie!"
There is a bar I cannot reach; not even the wallrunning skills of the Prince of Persia will cut it. Something that I've seen others do with ease like putting on a coat or petting an animal or even breathing is something makes me feel doubt and anxiety and agject inequality.
It reminds me I am not only human - deep down I don't want to be one too.
Hospital
The hospital is the mirror of man's deepest desires and fears - put them against a needle and see how many brave men cower and shut their eyes, quivering; How many sons call for their mother and hug them like they've never met for a dozen years; How many people will confess their fear of needles and death and pain with two words: "Blood test". It's fascinating and masochistic, the lure of power balanced with needing to be polite or risk writing up another incident report.
Sometimes I look at everything and I remember why I cannot work anywhere but a hospital. Where else would I have beds to nap during lunch hour?
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Honesty+Sarcasm+Wit
I am honest because I am a horrible liar; I am sarcastic because Peanuts was my teacher and I have never set out to BE sarcastic; and I am apparently witty because British comedies are awesome like that.
That is all.
Misanthrope
I just...don't love people. Someone asked why didn't I become a doctor and it's not because unlike House I want to prove people I'm right, but rather I can't stand being nice to people for long. It ties in with the wit and sarcasm - I can be witty and sarcastic because I don't have to be nice to people, and it makes it a lot easier than restraining myself. I *can* be doesn't mean I *should*. Company is good, but there are things people just do that make me not like them in general, you know?
Plus, if I'm cloyingly nice for too long I might have to shoot myself.
Murni
A long time ago,
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PS2
My trusty faithful PS2 has a lot of games that I haven't even played yet, but it never fails to be entertaining. <3
It still doesn't hold a candle to Vagrant Story though.
Layton
If you had told me I would love Professor Layton as much as I do now, I would be skeptical.
Yet there's so much that appeals to me - the Europeanish art style, the top hat, the English accent, the puzzles that actually make me sit and sometimes go NO I CAN DO THIS before the need to progress the plot takes over and I consult a walkthrough. Even though the puzzles can be tricky in Japanese with the wordplay, I still play through it because one can never tire of Layton and his surreal badassery. One minute he's walking around a town with a suitcase, the next he's fighting HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE I KID YOU NOT I KNOW IT'S A SPOILER BUT IT'S THAT AWESOME OKAY.
Jiejie
Everytime
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I do none of that, and take great lengths to flee from it; Yet, she keeps calling me. "DM jiejie!"
There is a bar I cannot reach; not even the wallrunning skills of the Prince of Persia will cut it. Something that I've seen others do with ease like putting on a coat or petting an animal or even breathing is something makes me feel doubt and anxiety and agject inequality.
It reminds me I am not only human - deep down I don't want to be one too.
Hospital
The hospital is the mirror of man's deepest desires and fears - put them against a needle and see how many brave men cower and shut their eyes, quivering; How many sons call for their mother and hug them like they've never met for a dozen years; How many people will confess their fear of needles and death and pain with two words: "Blood test". It's fascinating and masochistic, the lure of power balanced with needing to be polite or risk writing up another incident report.
Sometimes I look at everything and I remember why I cannot work anywhere but a hospital. Where else would I have beds to nap during lunch hour?