Boredom After Dark

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You May Be a Bit Schizotypal...




A bit odd and socially isolated.
You couldn't care less of what others think.
And some of your beliefs are a little weird.
Like that time you thought you were Jesus.





Brainy Kid



In high school, you were acing AP classes or hanging out in the computer lab.

You may have been a bit of a geek back then, but now you're a total success!

(Yeah, that one's less than shocking.)
And the funniest quiz yet ...




You Are Paper



Crafty and creative, you are able to adapt freely to almost any situation.

People tend to underestimate you, unless they've truly seen what you are capable of.

Deep down, you're always scheming and thinking up new plans. Your mind is constantly active.

You are quite capable of anything you dream of. You can always figure out a way to get what you want.

You can wrap a rock person up in your sheet of trickery.

A scissor person can sneak up and cut you to pieces.

When you fight: No one can anticipate your next move

If someone makes you mad: You'll attack them mercilessly when they're unprepared

[Revolution!]

Comments

daz said…
so my results were:
-antisocial (not sure how i should feel on that)
-brainy kid (well duh, i go to sdsmt)
-paper
10 April, 2008 15:48
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