read on to hear my broken thoughts and insanely vague descriptions.

PRIDE. Seven great things about yourself.

oo1 - sometimes, there's this weird feeling that comes over me where i'm slightly sleepy, and a little dazed, and maybe too thoughtful, but i talk and ramble and am nicer than usual, but i don't remember much of what happened at that moment. i like how i do that. like, just freely talk to people about what convoluted thoughts are on my mind without worrying.

oo2 - after a year and a half, or so, of braces, i think it's safe to say i'm very proud of my teeth. i might be having gum surgery in the future, but the teeth themselves are really quite straight!

oo3 - my language and thinking. sure, i can be profane, and cruel, but the way i think is, apparently, totally different from anything. and i use words that, while they may confuse or alarm people, are somewhat accurate. i think things through, most times, and am up late nights pondering simple wonders, which makes for proper argumentative fuel for the future. that's cool.

oo4 - whenever i look at him, i get a rush of feelings; i feel sad that i've lost him, i fawn over how adorable he is... but when i reflect later, i feel really proud just to know i meant something to him for even the shortest amount of time -- that he actually loved me back, in some way. maybe i've lost that, but i can be proud of what we had, right? because i doubt i'll find anyone else who will waste time just talking to me on the phone to list the 151 pokemon of the first generation in order to help me play a game, or remember every little thing i told him as if it mattered.

oo5 - i'm really adaptable. i'm a chameleon on multiple planes. i went down and vacationed in virginia for a summer, and by the end of it i had developed a bit of a southern accent. i read good works of literary art, and my own speech, thought and writing are at a peak. i'm put in a room with random teens, and i'll eventually find a way to break the ice, if i want to. show me a code, a software, or something like that and i'll just figure it out. i'm like a quintessential pupil waiting to be taught.

oo6 - for some reason, i've noticed people (few, but existent) treasure knowing me, or speak to me tenderly like i'm some sort of fragile ceramic work. i don't know why, but it's sweet; having a little boy constantly regard after you, despite the fact he's ten years your juniour, or catching word that people find you awesome -- i don't know what it is, but if there's something about me that causes people to do it, i'm very proud to have such a trait.

oo7 - my hair is naturally curly and shit. i am just saying, that's nice. i couldn't be fucked getting up even half-past six to fix my hair, so rolling out of bed, shaking my head like a dog, and getting on with my day is wonderful!

ENVY. Seven things you lack and covet.

oo1 - any sort of distinctive relationship with him. i mean, not dating him, i just want us to go back to that really rad friendship we had. you know, when we could talk, i'd get butterflies, but everything was just wonderful? yeah.

oo2 - a steady income, which would explain why i'm so searching a part-time job. aside from needing to get out of the house more, i need an income independent of my parents, and it would also lead to my own personal bank account and quite possibly a debit card. and then i can save money, at least $10000 -- enough to contribute to decent post-secondary education, pay for disneyland admission (big end of high school plan, don't worry) and afford rent. wow, that almost sounded like it was planned out (oh right, it is)

oo3 - affection. i am just an affectionate person who deserves hugs, and feels the need to administer such hugs, even to the point of smothering. i need someone to offer such hugs.

oo4 - attractive features. i am just saying, i would enjoy being pretty. deer god, i don't even have dimples! ):

oo5 - HIGH ENOUGH PAIN TOLERANCE TO GET A TATTOO! because i can withstand pain, but you're telling me a needle is going to constantly puncture my skin and inject ink? right, like that's not going to hurt like a bitch.

oo6 - some sort of talent. i have absolutely no talent. it's actually quite sad. i don't play sports, i don't have a good physical makeup for running, i am artistically retarded, i lack creativity, i'm a lazy sloth and there is nothing people remember me for.

oo7 - outstanding intellect to make my future a success, so then i can just screw it all and live my life (with numerous degrees to turn to if need be)

WRATH. Seven things that piss you off.
i can go on about this for days. i am a girl full of rage.

oo1 - when i'm so stressed out for no reason that absolutely everything makes me snap, or feel the need to break down in tears.

oo2 - when i can deduce the motive behind a person, yet they are unaware of that and regard themselves as superior to me.

oo3 - people who outright boast on about themselves. if you really are as great as you seem to deem yourself, maybe you could depend on someone else telling me that -- can you really hear yourself? i think you have pseudologica fantastica, poor thing.

oo4 - being told what to do. if someone tells me what to do, i will purposefully go out of my way to do the opposite, even if it means doing what isn't right, just to piss them off. i don't even care if you're telling me to do someone i already had mind to, i will not do it. unless i adore you, of course.

oo5 - impolite insolence. when anyone sets a bad example for everyone else by being a complete and total pain in the ass. you know, that one student who mocks the teacher in an attempt to be funny -- no, you need to go.

oo6 - when people find something funny. no, it wasn't funny, just stupid. learn what humour is.

oo7 - this feeling of having lost something fragile, but not remembering when i last had it, completely, meaning i can't find it again unless someone offers it back to me, an offchance.

SLOTH. Seven things you neglect to do.

oo1 - homework

oo2 - i write little notes on my hand -- be positive, stop worrying, pack a lunch -- and i never ever remember to do them.

oo3 - feed my brother. he'll call me from three rooms over saying he's hungry, and i'll tell him i'll get it. but i don't for a long while, and when i do get it, i become irritated at his prodding and seemingly fastidious requests.

oo4 - self improvement.

oo5 - make attempts

oo6 - follow up on resolutions i tell myself i'm going to do.

oo7 - regulate my sleeping. i'm always tired.

GREED. Seven worldly material desires.

oo1 - a native-american headdress, with feathers. a number of them in different styles.

oo2 - peraphernalia for all of my obsessions.

oo3 - money.

oo4 - my own apartment.

oo5 - all the clothing i desire.

oo6 - many, many books.

oo7 - a photobooth and film.

GLUTTONY. Seven guilty pleasures.

oo1 - laptop in bed = terrible crink in neck, not comfortable, still can't help it

oo2 - screamo. honestly, i understand people think it's terrible, but it's enjoyable most times, okay.

oo3 - being alone. gives me time to think, but sometimes i end up wallowing in my own self-pity.

oo4 - facebook, formspring and twitter. three most annoying and incredibly lame websites are the same three i hold accounts to.

oo5 - arguments. i can get rather harsh in debates, as i'm full of pride and hate losing or backing down, so i scowl at the thought of having one (generally out of sloth and spite) but they get me thinking quick.

oo6 - zooey deschanel. okay, i get people love her for being summer, but i like her everywhere else. like, i adore her so much it's not even funny. she's the woman who charmed ben gibbard, sings her cute, folky songs, and has a delicate air to her all the time. she's perfect and amazing.

oo7 - stuffed animals. i keep peter pan by my pillow and snuggle william nathaniel sebastian III.

LUST. Seven love secrets.

oo1 - sometimes i see a quiet person, and i make it a quest to get them to open up, to see what they're like, but if they're not as amazing as i'd presume them to be, i'll toss them aside -- but sometimes they show signs of admiration for me, and still call on me whenever they can and talking to them becomes dull to me.

oo2 - i can find love in things, people and animals for years. i will smother my dog and attack her with kisses and constantly hug people. it's like a disease.

oo3 - in order to keep me interested, i'd have to feel appreciated. i'm never appreciated at home, so if you let me know you care, it may even make me smile for days.

oo4 - i always remember how i felt that one day, in my garage when i asked for a hug. it went like this: "can i at least have a hug?" "sure you can have a hug (:" and not only did you gave me probably the best hug ever, you actually went and kissed me, too. i stumbled after, completely and totally flutered -- hell, my face burns up just thinking about it!

oo5 - i go about my days like i don't give a fuck about anything anyone says or does, but if he said anything to me, it would have impact for months.

oo6 - i hate being the cheesy loser, but i'm probably infatuated with munchkin like a moth and a lantern.

oo7 - i don't know how anyone could love a wreck like me.