one of those stupid tests

apparently reading my weblog isn’t enough and now you need to know what is inside my bag. #

Stolen from somebody else’s blog. She stole it from another one. Nobody knows where it began. Internet archaeology.

my name: Alice
online: Eclipse
age: 18
hair: blonde. very blonde at the moment.
eyes: brown
fav colour: blue
what blue: this is already becoming complicated. Napoli blue, Samp blue, Genova sea blue, electric blue, pale blue, basically give me the entire column.
fav music: hardcore, techno, progressive, Garbage, Depeche Mode, Prodigy, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera and anything else I decide I like without applying for permission first.
hardcore: The Stunned Guys, Tommyknocker, Nosferatu, Neophyte, Promo, Endymion, The Viper + approximately 400 files Edo has sent with names I can no longer identify because I label CD-Rs like an idiot.
techno etc: Ricky Le Roy, Mario Più, Zicky, Mauro Picotto, Franchino in his own category because obviously.
last song: Britney Spears.
song before that: something considerably less suitable for Radio Italia.
boyfriend: Yuri.
what does he call you: Bambolina.
do you like it: absolutely not.
are you lying: next question.
best friend: Hikari.
last person on MSN: Edo.
where is Edo: Lecco. No, he does not magically appear at every club I go to just because I mention him here.
Genova: Dad + Tia + sea + focaccia + half my brain.
Milano: everything else.
perfume: depends. Mom is Angel. Permanently. I can identify her from another room.
tea or coffee: tea.
biscuits: four.
why exactly four: because five feels greedy and three feels insulting.
school: unfortunately.
fav subjects: maths and physics.
marks: good enough that people assume I don’t worry about exams, which is not how worrying works.
what should you be doing now: studying.
what are you actually doing: answering whether I prefer sunrise or sunset for a questionnaire written by somebody I’ve never met.
sunrise or sunset: sunset. I am rarely voluntarily awake for sunrise unless I haven’t been to bed yet.
happy: yes.
in love: yes.
future: please stop asking me this until July.

There. Now strangers know everything except anything useful.

Remember me, Eclipse.