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You Know You're Addicted to Anime When...
You call your dog Shinji.
You perform a canon ball dive into a pool while yelling "Spirit Bomb!"
Your house has an anime room.
You and your friends flash peace signs and take girlish poses when you are happy. (does GoldenBoy's pose count as girlish?)
You get an anime tattoo. even though you're scared of needles.
Your walls are covered in wallscrolls and posters from your favorite series.
If you use the term 'Kawaii' for describing everything.
You try to convince your girlfriend that 'cat ears' and 'tail' really looks good on them. (hrm... cat ears... tail... mmm, no.)
You can sing songs from your favorite shows, in Japanese, even though you dont speek Japanese...
You spent hours looking through your library for a copy of "The Universe of Four Gods"
You have legally changed your name to that of your favorite charcter.
You wear a necklace and fall down everytime someone says sit boy.
You insist on having an entrance that includes spotlights, music, and raining cherry blossoms (while you hold a rose if you're a guy).
Your only dream is to attend Tokyo U with a girl you haven't seen in 15 years.
You play an instrument and you nick name it Inuyasha
For valentines day you buy a stuffed dog and make up your own japanese name for it
If you get mad at you teacher and draw a picture of her as a anime demon cat
You watch Iron Chef constanly to pick up great recipes
You've bought a twenty dollar ring in the shaped of a dragon to show off at school.
You always have your hair covering your left eye and always fliping it so you look like a anime character.
You think that falling flat on your back with your legs in the air is a normal reaction to big news.
You are worried because you don't have several desirable members of the opposite sex frantically trying to make you fall in love with them. (yeah, what is up with that?!)
You shave a cresent moon onto your cats head, dye the cat purple, then take it to school and insist it's Luna, your talking cat.
You go around town trying to eat donuts and act all crazy-like, all the while saying you're Vash the Stampede.
To resolve a conflict, you insist on a duel.
The employees at Gamestop know you, and tell you when you walk in if they've gotten a new shipment of anime DVDs.
You've gotten angry at someone and placed two fingers on your forehead shouted the word "Makanekasopo!" (specail beam cannon or light of death) and then poked them in the eye.
You waste countless amounts of hair gel to get that "Goku look"
You map out points in Tokyo where the Dragons of Earth might attack
You believe it is possible for a person to be severely beaten in the head with a large hammer, stick, etc...and still come out alive.
You have a moment of confusion whenever you go to school because there are no girls in those tiny little skirts that come with their school uniform
You yell out 'Baka hanyou Inu-Yasha!' at your birthday party and everyone (except your parents) knows you're talking to your boyfriend.
You tell your parents you need to stay out past curfew to save the colonies.
Each time you see a stray animal, you turn your hat sideways and throw one of those plastic Pokeballs Burger King was giving out in their kids' meals yelling, "POKEBALL, GO!"
You add "no da" to the end of all statements you make
The majority of your CDs are Japanese or the English version of a Japanese soundtrack or the English soundtrack of an anime that just decided that it would use English in its songs.
You misplace your manga and someone at school you don't even know gives it to you saying they knew it was yours.
You incorporate Japanese, somehow, into every class.
You can sing songs from your favorite shows, in Japanese, even though you dont speak Japanese...
You use random Japanese words such as baka, kawaii, and hentai. (*sob* guilty as charged...)
You try to read every book from right to left
You take a break from watching anime to go to your computer (nicknamed Lord Conti) to download anime (for previewing purposes only! ;) ), while visiting your favorite anime forum, while listening to Japanese webradio...
You call your parents Oka-san and Otou-san
You say ITADAKIMASU!! before you eat your meals
You think that locket your boyfriend gave you will turn you into a magical girl
You'll risk grounding to get a good new fanfic.
You constantly say "w00p" after almost every sentance.
You insist on chopsticks for everyday use.
Your bookshelf is filled with anime boxed sets and no books
You stop listening to the radio because english makes no sense to you anymore and it's your first spoken language
You call yourself "otaku."
All of your family portraits have been altered to the proper super large eye size.
Random battles seem to erupt wherever you go.
You take the time to write messages on your cigarettes, only to burn them right away.
Your dreams are animated.
You naru punch all the guys at school, and then wonder why they don't follow you around like keitaro follows naru.
You hold your eyes really wide all day trying to make them stay big
Duct tape is really funny to you and most of your threats involve taping people to walls.
When you're washing dishes you yell out "SUPAH WAVE SMASHUH!" or any water attack.
You run out of space on your computer because the hard drive is taken up by hundreds of anime pics, mp3s, midis, and music videos.
You spend all night trying to figure out how many people you can get to go in with you on buying the complete collection of Sailor Moon episodes in Japanese.
You spend your whole spring break working on an anime webpage.
You expect to see a teardrop over someone's head when they get embarressed.
You start to speak with an odd accent. (TEUNCANESE!!)
You can watch two animes in the same room at the same time and still have the TV off. (who can't?)
You know your favorite character's bloodtype.
Knowing Sailor Moon helps you on an Astronomy test.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to anime.
In your eyes, people see brightness in
everything.... and I mean... EVERYTHING! You're
so optimistic and think of everything as just a
new adverture! You're very energetic, happy,
fun, and loving. Everyone seems to want to be
just like you because you're a great example of
people who live life to its fullest! You don't
really have a sanctuary... That is... Besides
the whole world >.< You love to have a good
time and enjoy yourself among your friends,
family, even strangers or by yourself! However,
being so happy and energetic can also be your
downfall... Some people might see you as a
crazy person who doesn't take anything
seriously, but that's so not true! Just because
you see life better than them doesn't give them
the right to act crabby. Keep living life to
its fullest and hopefully you can drag some
other people along with you ^-^
What Lies Behind Your Eyes?
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You're the hero! You protect the ones you love and
always rescuing somebody! You always have the
noble cause, though you hit your share of
problems and can at times be angsty you always
pull through and stick through to your
principles and values!
What's your anime personality?
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You Know You're Addicted to LiveJournal When...
If you can't access the site, you have a minor freak out - and a major case of hitting reload.
You found yourself composing journal entries during dates, movies, even sex!
When you're out, you suddenly think of a witty reply to a comment somebody made to you... several days ago.
You actually call it LJ and not Livejournal. Check.
You've downloaded some sort of LJ program which has only the purpose of making entries easier to write without going on the site manually.
You consider it a great offense if someone deletes you off their friends list.
The first thing you do every day when you go online is check your friends journals - even before checking your email.
You actually paid money for a few extra pictures with a full account when you could actually just alternate pics when you want to for your screen icons. (No, I couldn't! GJ, baby! 1000!)
When your friends ask what's new, you get mad at them because you already wrote it in your LJ and they didn't check it yet.
You have put more time into LJ than all your assignments for the semester. (close... but not quite)
You have more friends on LJ than in real life.
You've met at laest 50% of your LJ friends.
You can't seem to call your friends by their real names - only LJ names will do.
You've fallen in love with someone you met on LJ. (Not unless you count bayesnets or compscibooks! Or tanelos...)
You have posted about a party or get together on your LJ... and random strangers showed up.
You are guilty of traveling more than an hour to meet someone with LiveJournal. (Extra points for traveling five hours or more)
You've written a protected entry about one of your LiveJournal friends. (Extra points if they eventually found out about it)
You have written posts to notify people you're going to sleep.
You talk about your LJ friends to your real life friends all the time... like they're a part of your group. (They ARE!)
You've created a LJ community, and people actually post in it.
You've been recognized in real life by a fellow LJ'er.
You have friended someone because of their LiveJournal icon.
You have "pity friends" on your list, who you would defriend if you could.
You've pimped one of your friends on journal, trying to get people to friend him / her.
Instead of doing research, you post difficult questions on your LiveJournal.
Your pets all have their own LiveJournals.
You know, right now, how many people have friended you (without peeking).
You've stopped being friends with someone in real life because of something they've said on LJ.
You're guilty of posting sexy or nude pictures to get more people to friend you.
You have consoled yourself after a horrible day thinking "At least this will make a great LJ post"
You're jealous of people who have more friends and / or comments than you.
You have written a really great, solid post - only to be disappointed by the lack of good comments.
You're guilty of commenting excessively to get more traffic to your journal.
You've deleted a post a few minutes (or hours) after you've written it, because it seemed lame in retro spect.
You give shout outs to all your LJ friends on their birthdays.
You have an additional, secret journal that hardly anyone knows about.
You've broken up with someone - or ended a friendship - soley via LiveJournal.
You have gotten mean anonymous comments (bonus points for figuring out who it was via their IP)
You've been reported (or reported someone) to LJ Abuse.
You've been featured on LJ Drama.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are LJ addicts.
Seen with filipinangel:
Here is the result of your otaku Purity Test.
You answered "yes" to 41 of 200 questions, making you 79.5% otaku pure (20.5% otaku corrupt).
You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...
You can recite *all* the dialogue from the trilogy.
You watch the entire trilogy at least once a month.
You wonder why the SW theme never makes it into those "clasical collections."
Any time you pick up a walkie-talkie or two-way radio, the first thing you say is "TK-421, why aren't you at your post?"
Whenever you went anywhere outside with your friends, you always walked single file, to hide your numbers.
You've written several letters to the President recommending that he dissolve the council, put power in the hands of the regional governors, and let fear keep the local systems in line.
In college, after several hours of poker, you got thrown out of the game for suggesting, "How about some sabacc?"
When trying unsuccessfully to snare that last Cheerio floating in your cereal bowl, you remarked, "the Force is strong with this one."
On Halloween, you would never dress as: Luke, Han Solo, Leia, Vader, Chewie, Threepio, Artoo
However, you would dress as: Wedge, Porkins, Crix Madine, that spider droid from Jabba's palace that fat dancer from Jabba's palace, Sy Snootles, the Cantina bartender. The monster in the trash compactor, Boba Fett, An Imperial probe droid
You've been pulled over by a policeman, and when asked to see your driver's license you replied, "You don't need to see my identification."
And when he asks about your two friends in the back "They're for sale, if you want them."
You have physically threatened anyone who referred to "Hans Solo" or "Dark Vader", confused Star Wars with Star Trek, or spellied Wookiee with only one "e." (I haven't, but I would!)
You have held up an onion ring and said, "Look sir...droids!"
You've referred to Wedge Antilles or Boba Fett as "The Man."
You've bought a white Isuzu Trooper, strictly because of the name.
While sitting on the couch with your girlfriend, she comments about being cold. So, naturally, you slice open the side of the cushion and stuff her in. ROFL!
You insist on spelling Pizza Hut "Pizza Hutt."
You dropped your religion and now live the way Yoda taught you.
You recorded all the new Star Wars comercials.
You frequently experience insomnia and, to counter this, begin counting nerfs.
You answer the phone "Die wanna wanga?"
Whenever you buy a new appliance, you make sure to get one that speaks Bacchi. (It's Bocce, you scruffy-looking-- OMF.)
You call your aunt and uncle Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen.
Whenever you catch sight of cars behind yours, you say "Fighters, coming in, point three five."
Someone else in your car says "What about that tower?"
You respond, "You worry about those fighters, I'll worry about the tower", and moments later your car slams into the water tower the passenger was referring to.
When a cop catches you speeding, you floor it, saying "I've outrun Imperial starships, and not the local bulk cruisers..."
When someone apologizes to you, you choke him and tell him that you accept his apology. (Now, see, that just sounds like fun.)
You ride your motorbike through the forest at top speed, and survive after throwing yourself off just before it hits a tree.
You've 'wielded' a flashlight and made humming sounds. (Who the trask hasn't?!)
You wave your hand purposefully and 'use the force' to open and close automatic doors or elevator doors.
You go over to a friends, go to his refrigerator, and crawl in throwing food and stuff over your shoulder and grunting.
You walk into an optometrist's office and shout: You will PAY for your lack of vision! (LOL, yes.)
You have a Yoda figurine replacing the brand symbol on the hood of your car.
When accelerating your car to enter the freeway, you tell your passengers to strap in and prepare for light speed.
Your significant other dumps you because everytime she/he says, "I love you" you always respond, "I know."
You quote Yoda to defend your political beliefs.
You have so many SW Trilogy GIF's, JPG's, MIDI's, AVI's, WAV's, MPG's, icons and text files that you're rapidly running out of disk space and have to buy a bigger hard drive just to hold them all.
You have so many SW posters that you can't see your ceiling or floor, either.
You have so many SW toys that you can't see your SW posters anyway.
When leaving a restaurant, you can't resist signing Boba Fett or Darth Vader in the guestbook.
You went through a state of depression when Chewie died.
You look at "big hairy carpets" with more respect than before.
You speak Rodian.
You punch out trekkies who say "Death star my ass, I'd like to see those losers take out DS9." (I just laugh and point them to the Technical Commentaries.)
With a blue-tinted plastic tube, a flashlight, two hours of a Saturday night, and 4 rolls of blue electrical tape, you finally complete your own working "Light-saber"
You listen for Obi-Wan while attempting to parallel park
Your father asks you how fast your car is, and you reply, "Fast enough for you, old man!"
You could have sworn you saw bantha tracks during your trip to the grand canyon.
Every time somebody sneezes, you say, "May the force be with you."
The cinnamon buns in your hair start to grow mold.
You call your friend who is a midget Wicket.
You refer to money as credits without trying to.
You respond to any mention of the legality of something with "I will make it legal." (You don't?!)
You start reliving the speeder bike chase on your motorbike.
Someone tells you your car is old and beat-up, you reply "She'll do .5 past light speed..."
You refer to getting off the freeway as coming out of hyperspace.
You are POSITIVE you are force-sensitive and only lack the proper training. (Well, you know...)
Someone says they will try to do something you automatically respond "Do or do not. There is no try."
By intense study you have actually figured out the location of every gun implacement on a star destroyer.
Your house robe is brown and extra large.
You type in the terms for a search engine as if entering coordinates, then shout "Punch it, Chewie!" as you click on search.
You argue about whether Star Wars is space fantasy or space opera. (On both sides, even!)
You're out looking for a Wookie for your school's wrestling team.
You nickname your car the Millennium Falcon.
The last time a cute guy tried to hug you, your hands were dirty.
When your mom asks you to clean your room, you say "Leave that to me."
Your friends share recipes for cooking Ewok. (*kof* masteralida and phawkwood *kof*)
You have a long braid in you hair like Obi-Wan in E1.
You call your boss/teacher "Master"
You went to the nearest recruiting center and asked to be assigned to the 121st TIE squadren
When asked if you want to be buried or creamated you say "I'll just vanish like the rest of the Jedi"
You have a bad feeling about everything.
While partying with friends, you do your Darth Vader impression.
You try to get your car up to .5 beyond lightspeed, in a parking lot.
You call your girlfriend, "your Highness."
You keep calling your boyfriend, "Luke," "Han," or "Lando" by mistake.
You believe John Williams is the best composer ever (which, of course, he is!), and George Lucas is a god (which, too, is pretty much true!) (Ahem.)
While listening to the soundtrack without knowing the name of the song you are listening to, you know exactly what's happening while it's playing.
In foreign language class, you tell the teacher, "Hey! If I'm fluent in over six million forms of communication, then how come I'm getting such a bad grade in this class?"
When your friends confide in you and tell you their deepest, darkest secrets, you say, "You are far too trusting."
When your dad says, "I am your father," you begin to scream uncontrollably and shout, "NOOOO! It's not true!" at the top of your lungs.
You have ever thought the world would be a better place if it were like the Rebel Alliance/New Republic.
You now want to become an astronaut to see if there really is a Lando system.
Obiwan Kenobi and Yoda come to you in your dreams and give you advice about tough situations you're dealing with.
Yoda's little sayings have had a profound impact on your life, and you abide by them religiously.
You've created lyrics to the songs in Star Wars.
Instead of saving for college, you save up for Star Wars stuff you plan to buy.
Anyone who doesn't like Star Wars you proclaim is an Imperial.
When you are ticked off at somebody, you send bounty hunters all over the place to find them and then you encase him in carbonite for a new wall decoration.
When your alarm clock goes off in the morning, your reply is, "Unexpected this is... and unfortunate!"
When riding your bike, you look behind you and accelerate wildly by pressing down on the petal with your right toe.
You've kept the "good" action figures stored separately from the "bad" ones. (Dude, I had a C-3PO and a Two Onebee and that was it!)
As a child, whenever you had broken something, your response was always, "It must've had a self-destruct mechanism. I didn't hit it that hard."
You've refused to enter a cave/cavern/tunnel without a handgun and a large stick.
When you waited for a friend to catch up with you, you told him to hurry up or he'd be a permanent resident.
You've ever found yourself in a chat room, training Jedi.
You've ever told your younger brother at the dinner table, "Use the fork, Luke."
You've ever roped off your Star Wars Action Figure collection, claiming it to be an independent nation.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Star Wars.
Snurched from filipinangel:
The Keys to Your Heart
You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.
You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage pessimistically. You don't think happy marriages exist anymore.
In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.
You Know You're Addicted to LotR When...
You start quoting from the movie as part of regular conversation.
You like to tell your mom that you are hungry by quoting: "Merry, I'm hungry."
She used to just laugh, but now she says, "What would you like to eat, Pippin?"
You continually ask your parents for second breakfast. (Huh? I just make it!)
All the staff at your local cinema knows you by your first name and even before you open your mouth to speak, they say "Ticket for 'Fellowship of The Ring?'"
You hate Burger King food, but you ate nothing else for a month to get the toys. Well, not nothing else, but... yes.
You've crammed up your computer's memory by downloading every single screensaver from www.LordoftheRings.net
You wander around the house in a knee length nightie, pyjama trousers and an unfastened dressing gown (to give you a train). You are trying to be an elf, and actually manage to forget that the nightie is blue with dolphins, the trousers have teddies on and the dressing gown is tartan.
Your Lord of the Rings shirt has not yet met the washing machine.
You don't have enough money to buy groceries for the next week before payday, yet you charge £50 on your credit card to get a three year charter membership in the official LOTR fan club. Who needs food anyway?
You refer to parts of your town as parts of Middle-Earth.
You wear hobbitish clothing as part of your normal wardrobe. (Ahem!)
You sometimes let your hair go curly after a wash, and then run around the house in bare feet yelling "I'm a hobbit!" (If you are a hobbit, flaunt it. But you hardly need to announce it!)
You hate it when Elves are only thought of as 'Santa's little helpers' and have tried to explain the difference between Santa-elves and Syrian Elves to your 5-year old cousins. What in Angband is a Syrian Elf?!
You speak in Quenya just to annoy your friends. My friends would never be annoyed if I spake in Quenya, and that's a fact.
You refer to regular elephants as oliphaunts.
While buttering a piece of bread, you suddenly think of Bilbo (remember when he was talking to Gandalf about feeling tired) saying that he felt 'like butter spread over too much bread.' (Kindasorta. We teuncs run to more sophisticated analogies, nesupasu?)
You renamed your car the Wraith-mobile.
You have a replica of The One Ring.
You are beginning to resemble a panda due to the fact that you've stayed up until 2 am reading and re-reading the great books.
You actually managed to read the Silmarillion without being tempted to give up on this whole middle earth malarkey. (Twice, thrice if you count UT and HOME, and what is that supposed to mean?)
You now have a lifetime fear of black horses! They're born normal horses, you know...
You haven't removed the soundtrack from your CD player since you bought it.
You have sssudenly developed a hisssing lisssp every time you sssay the letter ssss.
You have looked both on the net and in the phone book to see if archery and sword fighting lessions are offered in your area. (Yes, but there are plenty of reasons for that.)
You have begun calling your husband / wife / girlfriend/ boyfriend / animal or kid my precioussss. (I call everybody "My Preciousss" now and anon!)
You happily traveled over an hour to the next town to see "it" because that theater has a better sound system than the one 5 minutes down the road.
You have called every theatrical or specialty makeup company in town looking for pointy ear or hairy feet prosthetics. (*kof* Don't need 'em. *kof*)
You've worn your plastic "one ring" that came on your Legolas bookmark so much the gold is completely worn off.
You've begun drafting a letter to the Webster's dictionary people requesting that they include "Ringers" in their next edition. (Yay! This ought to be a TORn goal!)
At Christmas time relatives find you chatting with the tree and sharing eggnog draughts
Single ads with the description," short plump and big hairy feet" seem much more appealing. (Whaaat?)
You know The LoTR history better then your family history.
You have a mouse named Frodo, a bird named Gollum, and a dog named Gandalf. And that cat that keeps coming around to be petted is Legolas.
You know Elvish better then English. Why, you'd have to be Tripitaka for that!
Whenever something goes wrong, it's Sauron's fault. (Morgoth, sillies.)
When you sing in the shower, it's always about Gil-Galad or hobbit walking songs... (No, I also sing Dwarvish songs - in Westron, of course - or fair simulacrum thereof.)
You know everything about Middle Earth geography, but you can't get someone from your house to the ice cream parlor. Now the nearest movie theater, that is a different story. Well, I don't know everything. I don't think Fonstad knows everything...
You think the names of the 7 dwarves from Snow White are: Gimli, Gloin, Thorin, Gili, Nili, Ori, and Bambour. Bombur, you nit!
You have developed your own special Tolkien handwriting. "A firm, flowing script..."
Words like "Yrch" make sense to you.
You've become strangely obsessed with mushrooms. (W00t! Deplorable cultus, right here!)
Whenever you close a door, you say "They have a cave troll!"
When you come to a dead end you're still convinced that the road goes ever on and on.
There's a sign on your door saying "Speak Friend and enter!" (No, but "Mellon" has been a password before.)
Whenever you get a chance, you burst into song. Preferably one that has more than 20 verses.
You change your name by deed poll to a Tolkien character and seriously consider naming your children after LOTR characters.
Every time you see birds in the sky you have the urge to say "Fly you fools!" (Huh?)
When someone knocks on your door you grab them, pull them inside and ask "Are you frightend?... Not nearly frightend enough!"
Your computer's screensaver is a marquee reading, "Ennyn Durin atan Moria: pedo mellon a mino" and the password is actually "mellon". (See above.)
You cannot see a beer without blurting out "It comes in pints? I'm getting one!"
You just can't keep yourself from saying "nobody tosses a Dwarf" at inappropriate moments.
A shadow and a threat is growing in your mind. (Well, duh.)
You now referring to your friends as your 'Fellowship' and insist that you have epic adventures. (That's a given!)
You stand in the doorway and tell your cat that he 'Can not pass'.
You wash your face in the sink and expect to see things that are, that have been or that will be.
Your wedding band has started to weigh you down with its evil powers.
Spending $35 at the grocery store seems expensive but its Perfectly fine to spend $70 on the Hardcover LOTR book with Alan Lee Illustrations. (Sheeeeesh, gimme a hard one!)
You start keeping a LOTR Journal to write poems and inklings in.
You face every difficult decision with the thought "now what would Gandalf advise me to do?"
You know what Entmoot, Ent draught, or an Ent is for that matter
You've gained 20 pounds because you've started eating a "Second Breakfast"
A walking stick... you never leave home with out it.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Lord of the Rings. (But what do you mean "jokes"?)
You Know You're Chinese When....
You unwrap Christmas gifts very carefully, so you can save and reuse the wrapping (and especially those bows) next year.
You only buy Christmas cards after Christmas, when they are 50% off.
When there is a sale on toilet paper, you buy 100 rolls and store them in your closet or in the bedroom of an adult child who has moved out.
You have a vinyl table cloth on your kitchen table. (Dining room only!)
Your stove is covered with aluminum foil. (Growing up, ours was.)
You use the dishwasher as a dish rack.
You keep a Thermos of hot water available at all times. (My mom does.)
You eat all meals in the kitchen.
You save grocery bags, tin foil, and tin containers.
You use grocery bags to hold garbage. (Huh? I thought everyone does this!)
You always leave your shoes at the door.
You have a piano in your living room.
You twirl your pen around your fingers.
Even if you're totally full, if someone says they're going to throw away the leftovers on the table, you'll finish them.
You don't own any real Tupperware -- only a cupboard full of used but carefully rinsed margarine tubs, takeout containers, and jam jars. (Huh? I thought everyone has the tubs... and we have Rubbermaid, not Tupperware. ;-))
You also use the jam jars as drinking glasses.
You've eaten a red bean Popsicle.
You bring oranges (or other produce) with you as a gift when you visit people's homes.
You have a collection of miniature shampoo bottles that you take every time you stay in a hotel.
The condiments in your fridge are either Price Club sized or come in plastic packets, which you save/steal every time you get take out or go to McDonald's.
Ditto for paper napkins.
You never order room service.
You carry a stash of your own food whenever you travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15 minutes). These travel snacks are always dried. As in not just dried plums, dried ginger, and beef/pork jerky, but dried cuttlefish (SQUID).
Your parents vehemently refuse the sack of gold coin oranges that their guests just brought just to be courteous.
Your dad thinks he can fix everything himself. (Heck no!)
You majored in something practical like engineering, medicine or law.
When you go to a dance party, there are a wall of guys surrounding the dance floor trying to look cool.
You live with your parents and you are 30 years old (and they prefer it that way). Or if you're married and 30 years old, you live in the apartment next door to your parents, or at least in the same neighborhood. (Heh. I'd clarify that they live in my house, but I think this one's got us all pegged.)
You don't use measuring cups.
You feel like you've gotten a good deal if you didn't pay tax.
You beat eggs with chopsticks.
Your parents' house is always cold. (Not any more!)
You have a teacup with a cover on it. (Who doesn't?)
You reuse teabags. (I don't use teabags at all! You did say Chinese, right?!)
Your mom drives her Mercedes to the Price Club.
You tip Chinese delivery guys / waiters more.
You're a wok user.
You like Chinese films in their original undubbed versions.
You have acquired a taste for bittermelon.
You like congee with thousand year old eggs.
You prefer your shrimp with the heads and legs still attached -- it means they're fresh. (Bha...)
You never call your parents just to say hi.
You always cook too much.
If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've eaten rice, even if it's midnight.
Your parents tell you to boil herbs and stay inside when you get sick. They also tell you not to eat fried foods or baked goods because they produce hot air. (That's the stupidest translation of huo qi I've ever heard, though; I did a better job explaining it in kindergarten!)
Your parents never go to the movies.
Your parents send money to their relatives in China. (Well, Taiwan...)
You use a face cloth. (Huh? I thought everyone does this!)
Your parents use a clothes line.
You eat every last grain of rice in your bowl, but don't eat the last piece of food on the table.
You starve yourself before going to all you can eat sushi. (LOL...)
You've joined a CD club at least once.
You know someone who can get you a good deal on jewelry or electronics.
You never discuss your love life with your parents. (Wait. Wait. I must be on the wrong quiz here...)
Your parents are never happy with your grades. (Which is funny, considering I had a 4.0 GPA in grad school, but whatcha gonna do?)
You keep most of your money in a savings account.
You've been on the Love Boat or know someone who has. (Gah. Thankfully no.)
Your toothpaste tubes are all squeezed paper-thin.
You love Chinese Martial Arts films. (Depends.)
You have Tupperware in your fridge with three bites of rice or one leftover chicken wing. (My dad's mother does, and she'll keep it for weeks!)
Shao Lin and Wu Tang actually mean something to you.
You love to go to $1.75 movies.
You love to go to $1.50 movies even more.
You never order sweet-n-sour pork, egg foo young, or chop suey at a Chinese restaurant. (If I can help it, I don't go to a Chinese restaurant that serves these.)
You hate to spend more than $5 for lunch.
Someone in your family drives a Honda... with custom rims.
You have a Chinese knick-knack hanging from your rear-view mirror.
You like to eat chicken feet. (Hello? American-born Chinese here...)
You suck on fish heads and fish fins. Ditto...
You turn bright red after drinking two tablespoons of beer. (Huh?)
You can get a buzz on Coors O'Douls or Miller Sharps. (Huh?)
You look like you are eighteen. (Huh? I could pass for 28 easily, but 18?)
You only buy used cars. (Huh?)
You have more than five remotes in your house.
You leave the plastic on the lampshade for ten years or more.
You can't bear to throw things away.
Your dad washes his hair four times a day, or never at all. (Yeah, what is that?)
Your unassisted vision is worse than 20/500. (9.25 diopters last exam...)
You've worn glasses at least since the fifth grade. (Third. *sbo*)
Your parents (or some other close relative) own a grocery store or restaurant.
You drive around looking for the cheapest gas.
You add twice the amount of water recommended when making orange juice from concentrate. (Ewww! WTF?!)
You've never seen your parents hug. (Wrongo!)
Your grandmother lives with you and your family.
You never order desserts at restaurants. (Rarely, but sometimes.)
You always have water when dining out. (Often, but not always.)
You say "aiya!" and "wah!" frequently. (Dude. I'm Chinese, I'm not gay.)
You love Las Vegas, slot machines, and blackjack. (Kindasorta burnt out on those.)
You love to play mah jong. (Never have.)
You have to read all your parents' mail written in English. (Bha, they've been here 40 years.)
You are constantly being set up with uninteresting (and usually ugly) people by your parents. (OK, clarification: they're usually not ugly or uninteresting, and it's usually not my parents. But... gah.)
You hate eating cheese. (Love cheese. LOVE IT.)
You have a big aquarium filled with colorful fish somewhere in your house. (For 12 years growing up, yes. Not since 1993.)
Your mother is strangely obsessed with plants. (My dad more so than my mom.)
White people look at you strangely if you tell them you are Buddhist. (Wouldn't know.)
You notice the main topic at family get-togethers is food. (Huh? I thought everyone's were!)
You seldom ever owned new clothes if you were a second child. (Wouldn't know.)
Your folks never speak under 10 decibels at family gatherings. (10 dB? 10 dB?! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Are you sure you understand the concept of "Chinese people"?!)
You never made the school football or basketball team.
You have two middle initials instead of one. (Being an only child, I have a monocharacter given name.)
You grow your own bean sprouts in the kitchen. (Sometimes, we used to. I don't have a sprouter now.)
Your mother made you peel water chestnuts and snow peas.
You have an lonely unmarried relative who frequently drops by during dinner time.
You received little red envelopes containing money on special occasions.
You use the underside of a porcelain bowl to sharpen your knives.
You cut your own hair or had someone in your family do it.
Your grandmother has a lot of gold teeth especially in front.
You keep fresh garlic and ginger in the kitchen at all times.
You know what the term "lemon" or a "banana" means. (You might not like my reaction if you know what it means and ask me whether I do.)
You only have to shave every other day (maybe).
You wash and reuse ziplock bags. (It depends on what's been in them. Frozen strawberries? Sure, why not?)
You know at least three people named Alan Wong.
You never drank milk after eating cherries. (Huh?)
Your parents collect jade jewelry. (Heck yeah! What is with that?)
You always drink tea after a meal.
Your dad owns at least one bird. (Huh?)
Your parents grow vegetables in a garden.
You use doilies to decorate your furniture. (Huh? I thought everyone does this!)
Your grandmother rapped your knuckles with her chopsticks while reaching for food with your fingers. (With my fingers? What am I, a barbarian?)
You're proud to be Chinese - and you pass these jokes on to all your Chinese friends!
Edit, 09:50 CDT Mon 13 Jun 2005 - another one from filipinangel; this one took just a minute.
You Are 35% Left Brained, 65% Right Brained
The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.
Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.
If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.
Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.
The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.
Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.
If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.
Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.
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