I spent today cleaning my area/room/basement, getting stabbed by doctors and evading my dad, who's mad at me again. I take a break and start snooping around on Muze's spot, and I saw this. Naturally, being the eternal band-wagon-hopper, I snatched this up. All feel free to follow suit.
6 Things You Didn't Know About Ya Boy...
1. I think I'm an undercover adrenaline junkie. I spend too much time daydreaming of ways to do something trippy, like skydiving, or kicking random police officers in the groin. I know it's going to get me in trouble one day (...or should I say, again? Heh heh heh...), but I've been trying to maintain.
2. I haven't played in a while, but I have a few years of piano experience. I stopped because it started to feel like a chore. And we all know how annoying it is when you go somewhere, like a party or something of the sort, and people see you and start to go, "Hey, So-n-So's here! Hey, play something for us! C'mon, just a little something...!"
Yeah. Really annoying.
But I'm starting to miss the ol' ebony and ivory. I might hop back in the saddle. But this time, it's for me.
3. I came thisclose to being a child model in 2001. There was this talent agency in NYC, and apparently, they helped propel the careers of Tom Cruise, Renee Zell-somethingortheother, and a buttload of other people. I went to the audition, did this Old Spice commercial. Turns out they liked me and my dimples, and they had me on the callback list. I was to come in the following week after school to start getting busy and signing papers and whatnot...but the following week was a Tuesday in September...
4. I might be a nymphomanic. I'm not too sure, and I think that being a virgin has something to do with it. You know, absence makes the penis grow harder...or something like that. Either way, it could turn out to be a problem. Ya'll pray for me.
5. I. Hate. Crap. Rap. Period. Point blank. You can't talk me out of it. Seriously, I could give you AIDS, curse your mother, destroy your new whip and spit in your eye, and you couldn't hate me anymore than I hate that "Crank That..." foolishness.
6. I tend to be so unbelievably honest at times, people would rather believe that I'm lying, just to get out of an awkward situation. And I love it. Example:
Her - "N.Steven, seriously. Tell me what you think of me!"
Me - "I'm telling you, you don't want to know."
Her - "Come on, I wanna know! Tell me..."
Me - "Okay. You are probably one of the most beautiful creatures that I've ever seen. It takes all of my strength to restrain from grabbin' some of yo' plump booty. And I know that we can't ever be an item, because you like R.Kelly and I like Robert Randolph."
-Awkward Pause-
Her - "Oh, stop playing. Come on, be serious. Really, what do you think about me?"
Its really lots of fun. You should try it.
And...I'm too lazy to tag anyone. Just...let me know if you did it, so I can cop a peek.
6 comments:
Oh, how I love to be blatantly honest with people.
uhhh, stuck on "you a virgin"...
::ahem::
to say something constructive here...
don't change any of these.
not a one.
...still working on my list. so be patient.
brutal honesty is the best, isn't it. constructive criticism at its finest.
soulja boy fell off the planet after the deejay stopped playing his song.
Dang... this tag is still going around...
interesting stuff though
wow soulja boy is pretty cool i find it different that's what makes it cool. you have to open up to all music!
so how was the camp do you learn ALOT as well as ALOT learned from you?
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