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God.'s Details
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| Status: | Single | | Here for: | Networking, Friends | | Orientation: | Gay | | Hometown: | Yorktown Heights, NY | | Body type: | 5' 10" / Slim / Slender | | Ethnicity: | Latino / Hispanic | | Religion: | Other | | Zodiac Sign: | Sagittarius | | Smoke / Drink: | Yes / No | | Children: | Someday | | Education: | Some college | | Occupation: | Web designer | | Income: | Less than $30,000 |
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Damn the man. Save your source codes.
I smell fantastic. I'm not always in the greatest mood. I'm happy when I am. (Think about that one for a second). I dislike people who are more confidant than I am, 'cause I'm as confidant as a descent person should be. I hate the fact that I'm typing this shit out like my opinion matters and y'all give a shit. My community gives me negative emotions most of the time, but I still do my part because it's necessary. I have fucked up teeth, and someone told me recently that no matter what I would've done when growing up (aside from braces and all that jazz), my teeth would still look the way they do today. That happened to be where I gained my last necessary bit of confidence, by the way. Before that, I spent a few months falling in love with my gross legs. I rock shorts now. I love how none of this will ever matter because you (yes, you) will never ever go "Oh, wow, these words he typed make me really want to speak to him." Chances are, something more along the lines of, "Ew" will come out. But I think I'm the shit, and that's all that really matters. (My confidence is often overshadowed by my AMAZING sense of humor. I mean, seriously. I'm fucking hilarious.) I'm so genuinely attracted to the male body, it's almost sick. I've been called random. I've been called predictable. I've been called dumb [by dumbir people]. I've been called smart [by dumb people]. Someone left a shit stain on my bed once. I returned the favor. I technically have eight tattoos. They're cooler than you. I watch a lot of TV and I don't feel bad about it. In fact, if anything, TV makes me a better human being. People who blame TV for their lack of intelligence... are effin dumb. I've hopped on the reemergence-of-"effin" bus. My best friend of 9 some odd years is a pretty black girl named Misty Titis. We've never met in person, by the way. And I have her initial tattooed on my left wrist. Me and mine make up words. Like hidosh and momo. They're cooler than you. And you know it. Thursdays have been, throughout my entire life, the most eventful days. I met my ex-fiancé on a Thursday. This one night, lots of drugs made my Thursday two days long. I met most of my friends on Thursdays. I found God and true happiness on a Thursday. And with that, I'm done talking about Thursdays. How many reasons have you given yourself to hate me so far? Don't feel bad, it's what MySpacers do. I'm guilty of it. And I own that shit. I HATE SOME MOTHER FUCKERS ON MYSPACE. But I still think I'm the shit, which, like I said, is really all that matters. Except for my lips, I have really nice lips. They're the things I've loved about myself the longest. (What an amazing sentence that was.) I create strange names for everyone I like. And I usually only do it after they give me a reason to like them. Like, if they sing a song that I love bunches. Or if they quote a movie, and I know what they're talking about. Or if they make me laugh so hard, the sounds I make become more like guttural moans and less like laughs. Or if they make out with me. And I like it. Which I usually do. And if I don't, I push you off and say "No, thank you, Steve." And if you are Steve, this entire profile is a lie and I'm really 12 and yes, I'll still call the cops on you're grody ass. (Steve mouth raped me at Cathode this one time. Didn't like it. Can't believe I'm writing about this.) I have strange days sometimes. Days that, if I went through them a few years ago, would usually result in psychological madness. But nowadays, they make me laugh and appreciate experience. And even more than experience, I appreciate life. I'm not immune to negative emotions, though. I do try to explode as less as possible. 'Cause, forreal forreal, I can go nuts. But I blame my anger on bad genes and New York. Ooh, jeans, did I talk about my legs already? Well, see, I really like my legs now. Which makes me really want trillions of pairs of tightass jeans. Which makes me need money. Which makes me want a like my job. So, if you really think about it, pride = cash. (Oh my god, I'm, like, totally blowing your mind right now, I can tell. You're scared to keep reading, but it's okay. I promise.) Did I mention that I'm a little bit insane? The funny kind of insane, not the electroshock kind of insane. So, really, don't be scared of me. Unless you make me New York angry. Remember I told you about me exploding? Mmhmm. I like typing mmhmmhmm (pronounced mmm-hmm-mmm-hmm). I can't stand when bad guys in movies are never shot in the face. I dig orange juice a crazy lot. I dig grape soda even more. And I don't drink anymore. Or much of anything else. Except pills [of the sleeping variety]. I really like interaction (that's right, I don't just have this MySpace profile to have a MySpace profile). And making people laugh. And if most of this has put a smile on your face and we don't actually know each other, we should. So, let's. K? K. My name's Alan, by the way. I spell it Al'n. And I really like saying by the way. Like, a lot. Oh, and, by the way, AIM = thequeeroid [not that I'm ever online].
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(The following was written too long ago to remember exactly when. And, right now, I am not quite bored enough to update it. So... enjoy the past, y'all.) A boy named Scott is the last person who turned me on.
A cat was the last thing that haunted me.
A lizard is the last thing I wanted to kill.
After I die, I'm going to the heaven I've created for myself.
Amazement and wonder are equally good things.
An older boy named Louis gave me my first kiss when I was 8.
'Angel Milk' by Télépopmusik is a current favorite song of mine.
Anxious, ecstatic, happy, messy, and nervous are five words that partially describe how I'm feeling at the moment.
Articles of clothing are important in public.
At least one man and one woman finds me attractive.
Before I die, I'd like my children's grand children to know a trillion stories about me to tell their children's grand children.
Before I die, I'd like to own a red home.
Before I die, I'd like to work with Esthero, Janeane Garofalo, Milla Jovovich, Regina Spektor, Scout Niblett, and Tiarra Janae.
Being ordered around turns me off.
Being told what to do turns me on.
Besides love, I want empathy, good sex, and happiness in a relationship.
Biting my lips is my worst habit.
Breast sweat is the worst thing about women.
Breath, kissing, music, silence, stares, and touch are romantic.
Brian is my smartest friend.
Burger King is my favorite fast food place.
Brian is the last person I spoke to online.
'Come Away From It' by Ani DiFranco is a current favorite song of mine.
Comic Sans is the ugliest font.
Common is a current music favorite of mine.
Conversation is an everyday essential.
Emma Niblett is the last person who brightened up my day.
En Vogue's Born To Sing is my least favorite among the CDs I own.
Esthero is my favorite musician.
Everybody has intelligence.
For sure.
Friendship is what's best about women.
Giovanni's meatballs, Little Ceasar's pepperoni, my mother's sausage, Pizza Hut's cheese filled crust, and Yorktown Pizza & Pasta cheese would make the perfect pizza.
"Go give the world a beating," is the best advice anyone's given me.
Hair length is not important.
Happiness is my highest priority in life.
Having a best friend is better than have ten acquaintances.
Height is not important.
Hershey’s Chocolate Bars are not my favorite candy.
Holly Marie Combs is the last person who made me cry.
Humor, kindness, and lips attract me to men.
I believe I exist.
I believe in ghosts.
I believe in God.
I believe in life on other planets.
I believe in love at first sight.
I believe in luck.
I believe in miracles.
I believe in Yin and Yang.
I believe it's possible to remain faithful forever.
I bite my lips.
I bite my nails occasionally.
I can trust my mother with my life.
I can&..39;t have a three, four, or moresome.
I can't receive anal sex.
I can't skateboard.
I can't sleep if I know there's some kind of insect in my room.
I can't work where I'd be unhappy.
I consider myself accepting of some.
I consider myself open minded.
I consider myself somewhat of a daredevil.
I consider myself tolerant of some.
I could live without a TV.
I curse regularly.
I didn't enjoy high school when I was in it.
I dislike AOL and MSN.
I dislike baseball and football.
I dislike being unemployed.
I dislike bicycling and jogging.
I dislike Bubble Gum Pop and Country music.
I dislike carrots.
I dislike cheap Vodka.
I dislike discussing politics (to an extent).
I dislike Elmo.
I dislike fat free and low fat foods.
I dislike fish and hamsters.
I dislike going to the grocery store.
I dislike History classes.
I dislike labels.
I dislike licking envelopes.
I dislike macaroni salad and potato salad.
I dislike morning breath.
I dislike most music involving Lil' Jon.
I dislike most seafood.
I dislike most sports.
I dislike my hair.
I dislike my right testicle.
I dislike playing basketball.
I dislike playing soccer.
I dislike saying and typing 'hehe.'
I dislike shorts and skirts.
I dislike Spam.
I dislike spelling mistakes.
I dislike Summer.
I dislike the ocean.
I dislike the words moist and mulch.
I dislike watching sports.
I don't always feel understood.
I don't believe in Satan.
I don't believe in Santa.
I don't believe in The Easter Bunny.
I don't believe in the traditional view of Heaven and Hell.
I don't believe there's a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow.
I don't collect state quarters.
I don't consider myself a "beach person."
I don't curse "too much."
I [chain]smoke cigarettes and occasionally smoke pot.
I don't eat fast food weekly.
I don't enjoy swallowing pills dry.
I don't fuck sheep.
I don't get motion sickness.
I don't give a fuck about 7th Heaven, 50 Cent, Ashlee Simpson, Backstreet Boys, Chad Micheal Murrey, Good Charlotte, Hilary Duff, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jessica Simpson, Martha Stewart, New Found Glory, Ryan Cabrera, Smallville, Usher, or Zelda.
I don't go to church.
I don't hate myself.
I don't have a car.
I don't have a cell phone.
I don't have a favorite day of the week, though I'm fond of Tuesdays and Wednesdays for some reason.
I don't have a ferret.
I don't have a Nintendo system.
I don't have an iPod.
I don't have any piercings.
I don't have The Sims.
I don't know how to properly play any instruments.
I don't miss any memories. No one does.
I don't own a bandana.
I don't own a Louis Vuitton handbag.
I don't own a mini-stapler.
I don't own a Punk-O-Rama CD.
I don't pay attention to sports.
I don't read the newspaper.
I don't sleep every night.
I don't sleep with stuffed animals.
I don't use the word 'super' often enough.
I don't usually wear make-up.
I don't want to be an astronaut.
I don't want to read Go Ask Alice.
I don't wish I were any older or younger than I am at this very second.
I don't wish I were invisible.
I drink alcahol and I like it.
I drive.
I feel sorry for people named Melvin.
I fight with rude people when I'm involved.
I get along with my mother.
I get bored easily.
I graduated from high school in 2004.
I grew up in Yorktown Heights, NY.
I have 2 cousins in the states.
I have a cat.
I have a journal.
I have a lot of nicknames.
I have a penis.
I have a scar on my left eyelid that I got when I was 4 or 5 because the UPS lady opened the door into my face.
I have a scar on my left hand webbing, where my piercing migrated out.
I have a scar on my penis. I don't know how it got there.
I have a scar on the palm of my right hand which I got from riding the Zipper at the carnival 7 times (I held the bars too tightly).
I have an extreme, disturbing, scary hatred for Orlando Bloom.
I have more gay friends than straight friends.
I have secrets.
I have three tattoos, and counting.
I have Windows XP.
I know myself better than anyone else knows me.
I know where everything in my room is.
I like 11:11 PM.
I like Alan Cumming.
I like angels and flowers equally.
I like beer.
I like being alone at times.
I like black.
I like black nail polish.
I like Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera.
I like chocolate.
I like coffee ice cream.
I like Comedy and Drama movies.
I like cookies.
I like cuddling.
I like cups.
I like dancing.
I like December.
I like Disney movies.
I like dolphins.
I like Dory.
I like drinking grape soda.
I like drinking Mud Slides.
I like driving fast.
I like driving slow.
I like eating apples and oranges.
I like eating fried shrimp.
I like Ellen DeGeneres.
I like emeralds and rubies.
I like Esthero.
I like eyeliner.
I like Fehyth.
I like ferrets.
I like flowers.
I like French fries.
I like Gia.
I like having painted nails sometimes.
I like hoodies.
I like kissing more than hugging, although I do love hugging.
I like knowing people.
I like lettuce.
I like Lucy.
I like Lukas.
I like Mr. Colston.
I like MTV.
I like my bag.
I like my eye color.
I like my hair color.
I like my lips.
I like my tattoos.
I like Oprah.
I like Paint Shop Pro.
I like playing computer games.
I like playing pool.
I like playing Twister.
I like pools.
I like popcorn.
I like presents.
I like public transportation.
I like pink.
I like Punk and Rock music.
I like Ranch salad dressing.
I like Rap and Rock music.
I like Reno 911.
I like root beer floats.
I like roses.
I like scanners.
I like Scarlett Johansson.
I like shampoo and conditioner.
I like skaters and surfers.
I like snowballs.
I like sour gummy worms.
I like storms.
I like swimming.
I like Techno music.
I like that Yellowcard has a violinist and performed the Breakfast Club song.
I like the French accent and language.
I like the smell of vanilla.
I like the sound of a kiss.
I like thick, red toothbrushes.
I like Tiarra.
I like tickle fights.
I like to go to the movies.
I like watching TV.
I like wearing women's pants.
I like white chocolate.
I like white socks.
I like whitening toothpastes.
I like Winter.
I like writing poetry.
I listen to political music.
I live by the ocean.
I live in the moment.
I live with my mother and sister.
I love my friends.
I love taking walks in the rain.
I love to laugh.
I miss being close to Dan and Mike more than anyone else.
I never take medicine, except for the occasional Advil, sleeping pill, or Tylenol.
I open up to others easily.
I own comic books.
I own something from Hot Topic, but I've never bought anything at Hot Topic.
I own something from Abercrombie.
I own, at last count, 361 CDs.
I plan on reading The Color Purple.
I pray sometimes.
I prefer 409 over A-JAX.
I prefer Aaron over Erin.
I prefer Ace Ventura over The Mask.
I prefer Aladdin over Lion King.
I prefer apples over bananas.
I prefer bacon over sausage.
I prefer being cold over being hot.
I prefer Bill over Bob.
I prefer black and white photos over color.
I prefer bridges over tunnels.
I prefer Bruce Willis over Kevin Costner.
I prefer Buffy The Vampire Slayer over Angel.
I prefer Burger King over MacDonald's.
I prefer butt over boobs.
I prefer Butterflies over Lady Bugs.
I prefer Cappuccino over Coffee.
I prefer cats over dogs.
I prefer CDs over radio.
I prefer chicken over beef.
I prefer chocolate over roses.
I prefer cloves over cigarettes.
I prefer Crest over Colgate.
I prefer dancing over singing.
I prefer Dove over Irish Spring.
I prefer dresses over skirts.
I prefer English over History.
I prefer four door cars over two door cars.
I prefer gloves over mittens.
I prefer Google over Dogpile.
I prefer grey over gray.
I prefer guitar over drums.
I prefer guitar players over drum players.
I prefer hard cover over paperback.
I prefer Herbal Essences over Suave.
I prefer Home Economics over Woodshop.
I prefer Horror over Science Fiction.
I prefer hot dogs over hamburgers.
I prefer ice cream over coffee.
I prefer Jack over John.
I prefer JC Penny's over Sears.
I prefer jeans over corduroys.
I prefer Jessica over Jennifer.
I prefer Kari over Carrie.
I prefer Lipton over Nestea.
I prefer Lisa over Linda.
I prefer Lynn over Lee.
I prefer M&M Peanut's over Skittles.
I prefer magazines over newspapers.
I prefer Math over Science.
I prefer Messenger Bags over Backpacks.
I prefer N64 over PS2.
I prefer necklaces over bracelets.
I prefer Nick over Matt.
I prefer Oreos over Chips Ahoy.
I prefer Otters over Seals.
I prefer pants over shorts.
I prefer PC over Mac.
I prefer pen over pencil.
I prefer Pepsi over Coke.
I prefer piano over violin.
I prefer pie over .
I prefer plastic over paper.
I prefer rain over sunlight.
I prefer red cars over white cars.
I prefer sandals over Tennis shoes.
I prefer Sarah over Susie.
I prefer Scream over I Know What You Did Last Summer.
I prefer singers over actresses.
I prefer sledding over skiing.
I prefer Sleeping Beauty over Snow White.
I prefer sneakers over sandals.
I prefer soda over water.
I prefer staying up late over waking up early.
I prefer Stephen King over John Saul.
I prefer strawberry over cherry.
I prefer sunset over sunrise.
I prefer swimming over track and field.
I prefer Target over Walmart.
I prefer tennis over golf.
I prefer the moon over the sun.
I prefer TicTacs over Altoids.
I prefer Tigers over Lions.
I prefer Titanic over Pearl Harbor.
I prefer Todd over Tom.
I prefer TV over radio.
I prefer two pillows over one.
I prefer Vanilla ice cream over Chocolate ice cream.
I prefer waffles over pans.
I prefer watermelon over cantaloupe.
I prefer white bread over wheat bread.
I prefer zip-up sweatshirts or pull-over sweatshirts.
I "pretend to be someone else just to look cool" every Halloween.
I regret not kissing someone when I went on a date with him.
I sneak out of the house often.
I somewhat believe in astrology.
I somewhat believe in magic.
I somewhat believe in witches.
I somewhat dislike my handwriting.
I somewhat understand Spanish.
I talk to Kathleen the most online.
I talk to strangers who IM me.
I talk to Tiarra the most on the phone.
I tend to remind people of old friends who they now hate or who now hate them.
I think 'Bike' when I hear 'Green.'
I think 'Butter' when I hear 'Peanut.'
I think 'Game' when I hear 'Crying.'
I think 'God' when I hear 'Rock.'
I think I act my age.
I think I might be in love with love.
I think I'm cute.
I think my name has appeared in the newspaper twice.
I think Napoleon Dynamite is somewhat overrated.
I think 'Poe' when I hear 'Roses.'
I think 'Spring' when I hear 'Winter.'
I think 'Swim' when I hear 'Summer.'
I trust myself more than anyone else.
I trust others easily.
I try not to communicate at all with people I don't like.
I type my own HTML.
I understood Earth Science easily.
I use ketchup more than I use mustard.
I usually prefer print over solid.
I voted for Kerry.
I want to get married.
I was born in Mt. Kisko, NY.
I was born on December 2nd in the year 1985.
I was last checked into a hospital early 2004.
I was never "grounded" growing up.
I wear chap stick and lip balm.
I wear pajamas in public.
I wish on stars.
I wouldn't get a piercing.
I wouldn't name my child Alan.
I'd feel sympathetic if someone I had no interest in dating was interested in dating me.
I'd like my relationship to be a happy and healthy one.
I'd like to be a photographer.
I'd like to be married when I'm supposed to be.
I'd like to be funny and serious.
I'd like to have a daughter or twins.
I'd like to live in Manhattan, Paris, San Francisco, Seattle, or Toronto.
I'd like to not die young.
I'd like to vacation to Greece, Mecca, and Paris.
I'd love to not regret anything.
I'd rather be sad and rich than happy and poor.
I'd rather drink whole milk than skim milk.
I'm 5'9" ¾ tall.
I'm 20 years old.
I'm a college student.
I'm a hazard in the kitchen when someone else is in it with me.
I'm a man.
I'm a photography major.
I'm a size 0 in women's pants.
I'm a size 28 in men's pants.
I'm a sucker for accents and big lips.
I'm addicted to cigarettes.
I'm afraid of bugs, clowns, darkness, having strange smells come from my anatomy, heights, and snakes.
I'm an artist.
I'm an unbelievably hopeless romantic.
I'm comfortable being myself in most situations.
I'm complicated, like everything else on Earth.
I'm confident.
I'm emotionally strong.
I'm gay.
I'm listening to Common's 'Electric Circus' album at the moment.
I'm living in Margate, FL.
I'm more aggressive than passive.
I'm my weirdest friend.
I'm not a book worm.
I'm not a "dog person."
I'm not a health freak.
I'm not bored.
I'm not going anywhere, with anyone, at the moment.
I'm not guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
I'm not obsessed with purses.
I'm not single.
I'm not sure how I feel about Ford or Toyota.
I'm not talking to anyone on the phone or online at the moment.
I'm not very self-conscious.
I'm not wearing nail polish at the moment.
I'm part Irish, Italian, and Spanish.
I'm physically capable of singing, I just don't sound good doing so.
I'm probably perceived wrongly.
I'm right-handed.
I'm somewhat ticklish.
I'm tired.
I'm unemployed.
I'm wearing a red bracelet, a white t-shirt, black boxer briefs, black socks, and my necklace at the moment.
I'm worried about school.
I'm, apparently, an unintentional depressive and masochist (which would mean that having this MySpace profile is a bad thing).
I've been betrayed.
I've been caught having sex.
I've been extremely drunk.
I've been in one play.
I've been kissed by strangers.
I've been on stage.
I&..39;ve been on TV.
I've been out of the country.
I've been picked on.
I've been romantically attracted to someone who isn't "physically attractive."
I've been through a hurricane.
I've been to Albertson's.
I've been to Canada.
I've been to Maryland.
I've been to Niagra Falls.
I've been to one concert.
I've been to TGI Fridays.
I've broken laws.
I've dyed my hair.
I've eaten fried squid.
I've eaten something that made other people sick.
I've eaten sushi.
I've failed numerous classes.
I've fallen asleep to music.
I've fallen asleep to TV.
I've flossed once before.
I've followed laws of nature.
I've gone a day without food.
I've gone on a date.
I've gone to a mall.
I've had a fauxhawk.
I've had a hot tub.
I've had a medical emergency.
I've had a nervous breakdown.
I've had a recurring dream.
I've had dreams that have come true.
I've had my own car.
I've had sex with a friend.
I've had sex with men.
I've had sex with two people.
I've had two ex-boyfriends.
I've hurt myself unintentionally.
I've ice skated.
I've killed by accident.
I've killed on purpose.
I've kissed a stranger.
I've kissed men.
I've known Kathleen longer than any of my friends.
I've lied to my parents about where I was.
I've liked my voice.
I've met famous people.
I've moved 5 times. Two of those times, I only moved a block away from where I was moving.
I've never beaten someone up.
I've never been a cheerleader.
I've never been called a tease.
I've never been convicted of a crime.
I've never been dumped.
I've never been in a fist fight.
I've never been in a mosh pit.
I've never been through a tornado.
I've never been to a summer camp.
I've never been to the Grand Canyon.
I've never bungee jumped.
I've never eaten an entire box of Oreos.
I've never eaten crabs.
I've never had an 'x' in my screen name.
I've never had braces.
I've never had sex with a stranger.
I've never had sex with a woman.
I've never had surgery.
I've never heard Dragostea Din Tei.
I've never played strip poker.
I've never ran away from home.
I've never roller skated.
I've never said 'I'm obsessed over the guy I like.'
I've never said 'like, oh my gosh, no way.'
I've never said 'that is so totally rad.'
I've never said 'you bitch ass mother fucker.'
I've never seen Conan O'Brien live.
I've never slept outdoors.
I've never used a digital camera.
I've never watched Amazing Race.
I've never watched Candid Camera or Spy TV.
I've never watched Cheaters.
I've never watched Gone With The Wind.
I've never watched Law And Order or The Practice.
I've played a game that required removal of clothing.
I've pulled an all-nighter.
I've read Girl, Interrupted.
I've roller bladed.
I've said 'dude.'
I've said 'I hate you.'
I've said 'I love you.'
I've said 'I'm feelin' you.'
I've said 'I'm so fucking cool.'
I've said 'let's get down.'
I've said 'let's party.'
I've said 'like, totally.'
I've said 'what's crack-a-lackin'?'
I've said 'you so sexy.'
I've said 'you're so fucking cool.'
I've seen a psychiatrist and a psychologist.
I've skinny dipped.
I've slept through a day.
I've slept with a woman.
I've smoked a pack of cigarettes in a day.
I've smoked pot.
I've stolen things.
I've taken Viagra.
I've talked on the phone all night.
I've thought about suicide.
I've thought that I was going crazy.
I've thought that I've been in love.
I've told a secret I swore I wouldn't.
I've watched Barney.
I've watched Lambchop.
I've watched Spongebob Squarepants.
I've watched Spyder Games.
I, mostly, dislike acting.
If I could, I'd completely remove all body hair and odor from myself.
If I was born female, I'd be named Elizabeth, Emily, Katherine, or Victoria.
If I were someone else, I'd probably be friends with me.
If my life were turned into a movie, Johnny Whitworth would play me after he got Macaulay lips.
"If you wanna make sense, what you looking at me for?" is one of my favorite quotes, said by Fiona Apple.
In ten years I'd like to have a successful career photographing high fashion models, living in a two story loft with my soul mate husband.
It's better to be happy than sad.
It's rude to read or type while you're on the phone.
It's some time between midnight and midnight.
Josephine lives the farthest from me out of all my friends.
Laughter is an everyday essential.
Life is good.
Lots of people whos names start with J are ugly.
Love is good.
Lying hurts.
Michael listens to my problems.
Monkeys don't attract me.
Music is an everyday essential.
Music is my obsession.
My bedtime doesn't exist.
My best friend is female.
My best physical features are my lips, when they're taken care of. It's a full time job, you know.
My dream wedding will happen outside, in the sunny rain or in a New York blizzard.
My eyes are hazel, but change colors.
My father infected me with his Irish genes and my mother is from Argentina.
My father named me Alan because it's Irish and it rhymes with my sister's name.
My favorite book is Rosemary's Baby by Ira Levin.
My favorite color is Red.
My favorite movie is Gia.
My favorite number is 10.
My favorite song is Green Eyes by Erykah Badu.
My favorite thing to do is hear music I've never heard before.
My favorite TV show is Buffy The Vampire Slayer.
My favorite word is 'emulsify.'
My friends, as a whole, know me.
My greatest strength is loving.
My greatest weakness is loving.
My hair is black.
My hair is its natural color at the moment.
My wishes haven't always come true.
My immediate family consists of my mother and sister.
My last name is Mulqueen.
My middle name is Joseph.
My mom is the last person I watched a movie with.
My most overused phrase on AIM is 'lol.'
My name is Al'n.
My room isn't sound proof.
My screen name is thequeeroid.
My second family consists of myself and Tiarra.
My walls are white.
My website is located at friendly-wounds.com.
My worst physical feature is my hair.
My zodiac sign is Sagittarius.
Not wearing panties is hilarious, but you shouldn't know why.
Nothing should be killed.
People make fun of my hair more than anything else about me.
People often spell my name Allen, Allan, Alen, etc. Sometimes even Anal.
Purple is a better color than Green.
Regina Spektor is a current music favorite of mine.
Right now, I really want to kiss and sleep with a beautiful man in my bed.
Saying something discriminatory to a friend is my biggest regret.
Scout Niblett is a current music favorite of mine.
Sides don't matter.
Slavery is the most pointless thing.
Some people aren't funny.
Something's outside my window.
Sometimes I can be a loner.
Stephanie is my shyest friend, but she isn't all that shy.
Stephanie is the last person I thought about.
Sugar is my sweetest friend.
The biggest waste of time might be posting this.
The careers I'm considering are graphic design, photography, and web design.
The Fast And The Furious is my least favorite among the DVDs/Videos I own.
The Ghost Of Christmas Present is my favorite character from Scrooged.
The jar has half the amount of liquid in it that it can hold.
The last time I went shopping, I was with David and I didn't buy anything.
The longest I've stayed awake is 50 hours.
The most important lesson I've learned from life is, "Smile."
The next time I'm bored, I'm going to play Pachisi.
The ugliest outfit I own and wear consists of my big-ass red pants and my big-ass blue sweater.
The worst feeling possible is the feeling you get when a loved one dies.
There are not lockers at my school.
There's a big nubbin on my mouse pad for my wrist.
There's no "best" eye color.
There's no "best" first date location.
There's no "best" hair color.
Thrift stores are overrated.
Tiarra is my best friend.
Tiarra is my closest friend.
Tiarra is my funniest friend.
Tiarra is the last person I spoke to on the phone.
Today I either wore my white Adidas signed by my friends or my black Kenneth Cole "Reaction" shoes with the broken silver straps.
Valentine's Day is not my favorite holiday.
When I grow up I want to be retired and wealthier than you.
When I tell people I spell my name A-L-apostrophe-N, they pronounce it 'Alnnnnn.'
When I wake, first I think "I need a gun." Then I imagine shooting noisy birds.
When I&..39;m bored, I usually listen to CDs I've downloaded.
Within the next twelve months, I'd like to find love. As well as get the rest of my tattoos.
You cannot be in love with two people at the same time.
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I'll be like, "Hey, God." And she'll be like, "Yo, what's up?" And I'll be like, "Chillin'." And she'll be like, "Want some Jell-O?" And I'll be like, "Is it grape?" And she'll be like, "Duh."
Other than God, I'd like to meet a boy with big lips. Who will obsess about my big lips. And he'll dance with me to Moon River and say things like, "See? I got you," and, "Look at your little eyes." Maybe we'll fall in love after he'll almost hit me with his car, or we'll meet walking through a thunder storm, or maybe... just maybe, we'll bump into each other on the street and he'll say "Oh, look at that," and we'll get stuck on each others' eyes and live happily ever after in our Seattle or Toronto or Brighton home with red and white walls, constantly quizing each other on the details of the day we first met and always, always loving. Kissing, hugging, and making love to Nina Simone. [Except when nipple clamps are involved.] His name's Jaime.
PS: I'm not really the shit. I just play it on TV.
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I had precisely 150 friends before MySpace had a power trip. However, you're all not important enough to be remembered. So, friend me if we were friends and I haven't re-friended you.
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Who I'd like to meet:
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