Snatched this from munkymp3
Your result for The Brutally Honest Personality Test...
40% Extraversion, 87% Intuition, 40% Thinking, 53% Judging
Well, well, well. How did someone like you end up with the least common personality type of them all? In a group of 100 Americans, only 0.5 others would be just like you. You really are one of a kind... In fact, I do believe that that's one of the definitions for the word "FREAK."
Freak's not such a bad word to describe you actually.
You are deep, complex, secretive and extremely difficult to understand. If that doesn't scream "Freak!" I don't know what does. No-one actually knows the REAL you, do they?
You probably have deep interests in creative expression as well as issues of spirituality and human development.
You've probably even been called a "psychic" before, because of your uncanny knack to understand and "read" people without quite knowing how you do it. Don't fret. You're not actually psychic. That would make you special and you'll never accomplish that.
You're also quite possible the most emotional of them all, so don't take this all too hard. Nevertheless you most definitely have the strangest personality type and that's not necessarily a good thing.
If you want to learn more about your personality type in a slightly less negative way, check out this.
Take The Brutally Honest Personality Test at OkCupid
I don't know how I feel about that.
In other news, neither of my fave teams won in the pairs skate last night. China took silver and gold (bronze went to Germany). I personally liked the silver medalists over the gold in the short program and the free skate, but I'm not an Olympic figure skating judge now am I?
Also got to watch Canada get it's first gold medal on home soil. Bilodeau just look so overwhelmed, like he needed a hug. Maybe I just have an irrational urge to hug everyone, yes?
Today's agenda includes finishing my help_haiti
fic (eep!) and read through my samdeanexchange
entry to make sure it's not utter garbage. Reminder to self: don't sign up to write fic for people if you suck at writing in general. >.<
Mother and Stepfather leave for the their trip either Thursday night or Friday morning to catch their flight from Buffalo. So starting then, I will have virtually no human contact until the 9th of March. Woo? I don't even know. I already have a feeling that these dogs are going to drive me crazy.
Also, I wanna go to Disneyland. Like, really bad.