stole this from my sisy's site...haha

1.) MOST ATTRACTiVE FEATUREz 0F A GUY ARE?

charisma... and also that hip bone thing that pops out in guys -- swimmers have it... but i haven't been around swimmers in a while so it's optional.

2.)W0ULD Y0U DATE ANY0NE 0UT 0F UR RACE?
sure... actually, i don't think i've dated anyone IN my race to my recollection...

3.) D0 Y0U LiKE 0LDER, Y0UNGER 0R SAME AGE GUYz?
any!  bring it onn

4.)W0ULD U DATE A GUY THAT SM0KEz?
ew... NO!  why should i cut my life short by 10 years from second-hand smoke??  ew, and my clothes would smell bad, and my hair would smell bad... ew no ... just no.

5.) D0ES HE HAVE T0 BE RiCH (LiKE HAVE A L0T 0F THiNGz, NiCE CAR..ETC..?
haha.  *ideally* :)

6.) D0 Y0U PREFER TALLER, SH0RTER 0R SAME HEiGHT GUYz?
taller but not by tooo much.  don't wanna stand on a chair to kiss.

7.) D0 Y0U LiKE GUY WiTH FACiAL 0R WiTH0UT?
hmmm...either -- if he has facial it needs to be trimmed -- no scruffies.

9.) NAME iMPORTANT THiNGz Y0U L00K F0R iN A GUY?
driven, intelligent, good-looking, personality (i.e. funny adn charming), athletic, talented, chemistry, loyal, in that order.

10.)W0ULD Y0U DATE A GUY Y0UR FRiEND LiKES 0R USED T0 LiKE?
how good is my "friend"?  haha.. jkjk.  i don't go for guys just because my friends like him, so if i go for a guy that my friend likes, it is because i really like him too, so i think that's justified. 

11.) SH0RT 0R L0NG HAiR GUYz?
no crew cuts.  no hippies.  no ponytails.  about two to four inches of gelled hair is ideal  ...picky, picky :)

12.) H0NESTLY, WHEN iT C0MEz D0WN T0 DATiNG A PERS0N, D0 L00Kz REALLiE MATTER?
to a certain extent.  someone once said, you "akiru" good-looking guys but "nareru" ugly guys.  now, i don't know about that but eye candy would be a plus.

13.) D0 Y0U BELiEVE iN L0VE AT FiRST SiGHT?
eh -- sight meaning, literally, sight?  then that goes back to the last question with looks!!   maybe with first experience.

14.) BiGGEST TURN0FFz FR0M A GUY?
mental or physical or character weakness (i.e. being a girly man), smoking.

15.) D0 Y0U WANT A GUY WH0 W0ULD PAY F0R EVERYTHiNG?
how sweet  :) but then i'd treat him once in a while 

16. D0 Y0U THiNK GUY SH0ULD OPEN CAR D00Rz?
once in a while -- flowers is nice too.

17.) D0 Y0U THiNK C0LLEGE iS A MUST?
oh of course!  unless he's like, matt damon or steven spielberg, bill gates who were just too good for college. 

18.) D0 Y0U DATE GUYz LiKE THE 0NE Y0U DESCRiBED 0R iT'z JUST A DESCRiPTi0N N0T REALiTY?
yea once in a blue moon!

19.) W0ULD Y0U G0 0UT WiTH A GUY THAT WAS N0T AT ALL P0PULAR?
see question 1) -- charisma = social networking skillz... but i don't some guy who pimps it with everyone -- he needs to be genuine too. 

I went on the Philly trolley (all by myself!) for the first time today.  I've taken it back from UPenn but I'd never taken it from 30th RR station to the UPenn campus.  Now, I knew I would get off at 36th street stop.  I was waiting at the platform for a trolley dressed like a geek for the day - you know, backpack, sneakers with a skirt, etc.  so anyway, i'm standing there and i'm standing there and it is when these eight year olds walk past me, intermittently pulling up their extra large jeans that I start thinking, was it West Philly or East Philly that is the dangerous neighborhood.  So anyway, the trolley comes.  I get on.  The trolley approaches 36th street, and suddenly it goes above ground.  I think to myself, I don't remember the trolley ever surfacing when I got on last time.  So naturally, I do what any directionally challenged person would do: I stay on the trolley in hopes that it will return below-ground again.  But it doesn't.  Now the trolley is bumbling down this dilapidated street like a regular car - stopping at street lights, driving with other cars.  Then a car speeds down the intersection at like, 70 mph and i'm thinking, if cars fail to stop at an intersection and crash into us, it is clear who is going to be completely totalled.  i mean, this trolley is easily 70 years old; it sorta... put-put-puts down this narrow little street, wobbling on these rails that rest on cracked surface streets.  anyway, i soon realize, traversing down this street, that i am all of a sudden the lightest-skinned person sitting on this trolley.  i also realize, looking out the window, that there is all of a sudden a dearth of commercial stores, replaced with such places as "Mike's Petroleum Shop" (ironically, the place had burned down and was a lump of charcoal), a big block building painted black with boarded up windows, labeled "the Big Black House of God", and a restaurant called "Steak-and-Shake".  hmm... i sit for thirty minutes, then, when i realize that these people  (on a packed trolley!) are avoiding sitting next to me like the pl... sars.  so i get off.  i stop off at rite-aid to get some tape (for running) and i am waiting in line when the man in front of me buys a kit-kat, breaks off a piece, and starts shoving it in the mouth of the 1-year-old he is carrying.  i won't bore you with the details of my miraculous escape, but yes, that was my day.

last weekend, yuki came up to philly to chill.  except, by the time he got here and we figured out directions, it was already 6pm and every exhibit was closed.  we walk (of course i am wearing the most uncomfortable shoes known to man and i constantly stumble down the street because yuki walks so damn fast) to the liberty bell.  on our way, we see these weird trucks labeled "duck" and we notice that all the "duck"s we see are jam-packed.  we see the liberty bell - not a real big deal, and yuki (of course) yells out, "let's go on the DUCK touuuuur!"  we chase a bus down to some corner.  so this "duck" is actually an amphibious  vehicle invented in the 50's for the marines - it is actually a truck, AND also a boat!  oh oh oh and the best part - we get duck billed kazoos to blow at people!  so we are going down south street, delancey street, elfreth street, sasafres street, blasting YMCA (and the obnoxious lady behind me singing along in my ear) and blowing our kazoos at random gangsters on the street.  we then plunge into the bay and we all take turns driving the boat.  we get to seet the USS new jersey really well.  crazy.  we get home and yuki (of course) bonds really well with my host family.  the next day, jim (my host dad) tells me, i was so nervous if we could hold ourselves up in front of your brother - we were so hammered last night!!!  haha.  anywayz, yuki sleeps in the daughter's room (she's living with her bf), on a water bed.  the next day we go see the constitution center and yuki makes fun of the fact that i still do not have my citizenship.  (when is that appt coming anyway???)  i laugh out loud when the laser light show for the constitution explains how we have "a division of power" among the three branches.  at the end the signers are molded in bronze as a life-sized model, and we notice that while george washington is huge! (he stands 6'4"), james madison is ...tiny hahaha (he stands about an inch or two taller than me... so, like tom cruise's height).  then we see all the flags of the united states, and we notice how some are more ghetto than the others, i.e. illinois. -- look it up.  it's literally this eagle that was drawn by a five-year-old.  so...that was my day. 

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