Actually, just tagged. is the culprit.

Rules:

1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person should post 8 facts of themselves.
3. Tagged people should write a journal\blog about these facts.
4. In the end tag and name 8 people.
5. Go to their dA pages and comment saying that they are tagged.

8 facts about me:

1. My imagination is a scary place.

It's true. On the outside, I'm pretty calm and level-headed, but my imagination is almost always going bonkers. It doesn't matter what the situation is - it will come up with the most bizarre conclusions imaginable. It can be good or bad, but it's always a stretch against reality.


2. Marine wildlife scares me to pieces.

I love sushi. I love seafood. But the actual creatures themselves? Ohhhno. I hate fishes. Their faces, their fins, their skin, the way they feel against my fingers or my legs... eurgh. Whales and sharks scare me especially. They're so HUGE.
Now, I don't mind fishing or looking at aquariums while I'm on land, and I actually really enjoy most fishy-oriented games. (Insaniquarium or Feeding Frenzy, anyone?) It's when I'm in the water with them that I get spooked. I really really really really really hate swimming with fishes. They really creep me out. I haven't gone swimming in a lake or ocean for years.

... And strangely, I've noticed I tend to avoid water in video games too.

3. I'm left-handed.

I'm pretty sure my grandma on my mother's side is the only other leftie in the family, and I'm totally inept at using my right hand. How do you DO it? I mean, the way you hold the pencil is RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH.
There's no CONTROL! How do you keep the pencil from getting loose? Do you have to hold it RIGHT AT THE LEAD POINT? I'll never understand how you do it. Never. NEVER.

It really annoys me how most things are made for right-handed people, too. Like the stylus on the DS! It's on the RIGHT side! Why can't it be on the left side? And laptop ports! Why are they only on the left for the EXPENSIVE ones?
There needs to be more southpaws to remedy this. The world is biased against lefties! WHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!!!

4. I want to be a cartoon animator.

I've always loved cartoons more than 'real' movies, anyway. I'm not really sure why.

I started out wanting to be a writer, but as I got older I started to realize that I found more happiness in drawing my characters than writing about them. Eventually it got to the point where I'd go, "I wonder what they would do if they were real?" and the closest I can get to that is animation. Kuni was cool enough to send me a key for the full version of CS3 Professional Flash, and from what I've done there so far (which really isn't much), I love. I don't really know how to actually use Flash for "Flash" animations, so I've been doing frame-by-frame stuff. It takes hours and hours, but when I sit back and watch what I've done - whether it be having the character walk around, blink, or perform some other teeny tiny little action - I get this huge sense of accomplishment, and immediately want to do more or add onto it. You guys are gonna see my little guys on TV someday, and maybe even in a big fat motion picture. I SWEAR IT.
In the wise, wise words of Scotty Arsenault, "I won't rest until my characters have been idolized in gummy snacks!"

5. My cats are malicious creatures.

You've all heard the stories about my cats. There's four of them. Princess, Fido, Sliver, and Tigger. They're vicious, diabolical, and for some reason, I still love 'em.
Princess lives up to her name in every possible way, and will steal your toothbrush at night (I'm not kidding) if you don't pay attention to her when she demands it. She's a Chartreux.
Fido is our foul-mouthed perfect-looking teeny tiny calico kitty from New York. She's extremely "talkative" and purrs at anything.
Sliver is not a sliver. He's a gigantic tub of lard. He doesn't look that fat on the rare occasions that he's walking around, but when he flops over, it's like his belly expands. He's a gray tabby.
Tigger must be petted. You don't have a choice. He'll try to knock you over if you don't. He has to rub up against everything. He's a brown tabby.

6. I'm always the healer in online games.

I have really poor health in reality. I get dizzy, throw up, and faint without warning and at total random. We went to all sorts of doctors, and the best thing they could come up with was 'idiopathic vertigo'. They're still not sure if that's what it is, but the basic summary of what we were told is that it happens to a handful of teenage girls all over the place, and it'll 'go away' after a few years.

It's gotten significantly better over time (I haven't fainted in months), but for the past two years or so I've been more or less stuck in my own home and haven't been able to go out much. My social life has mainly been online during that time, and MMORPGs are where I've found the most comfort. They were pretty much the closest I could get to going out with new people, y'know?
Typically, MMORPGS have different classes for the characters, and mine's always been the healer. I can't be healthy in reality, but I can at least keep other people healthy in the game, right? And I'm DAMNED good at it too.
I get bored playing most other roles, anyway.

7. I'm very quiet.

I don't like being the center of drama, or even being involved in it. I like hearing about it, though. Gossip, he-cheated-on-her, she-cheated-on-him, who did what, yadda yadda... Just as long as I'm not in it. That's probably why I don't talk very much in reality. I'll yabber away if I feel that the situation calls for it, but for the most part, I'm a listener. I'll listen and listen for hours and hours. You can tell me anything you want to. I won't continue the gossip chain, and I won't tell anyone what you told me unless you ask me to. I like listening more than talking, and I'm perfectly content with doing just that.


8. I have mastered the art of chopsticks.

IT'S TRUE. AHAHAHAAAA. Just ask . She can tell you.
... Well, she can tell you how badly I sucked at it beforehand. When we met up in New York, she and her mom took me out to a sushi place where they had chopsticks, and I could not for the life of me use them for anything more than impaling my food.
I then took it upon myself to personally master the art of chopsticks, so as to blow people away with my chopsticking talent in future sushi place outings.

And I DID. I can use chopsticks perfectly now. I can pick it up very nicely and stuff it in my mouth, and you'd never know I could only stab things with them a few months prior. It's truly impressive. Just you wait, Em, you'll see. THINGS ARE DIFFERENT NOW.

Tagged:

Hrm... There's more than 8 people I wanna tag. So in order to decide, I deployed a quantity of elite ninja forces to those of you I had in mind. On my command, upon reading this journal, you were tagged by those ninjas.

Yeah, I know you didn't feel it. Ninjas are cool that way. Just trust me. They tagged you.
You gotta do it now, sorry.