Friday, February 22, 2008

What Am I?

I shouldn't have been checking my friends' blogs this late at night. PoMonkey posted some quizzes she took, so of course I had to go take some, too.

First off, I am a colon. (The punctuation mark, not the body part!)




You Are a Colon



You are very orderly and fact driven.

You aren't concerned much with theories or dreams... only what's true or untrue.



You are brilliant and incredibly learned. Anything you know is well researched.

You like to make lists and sort through things step by step. You aren't subject to whim or emotions.



Your friends see you as a constant source of knowledge and advice.

(But they are a little sick of you being right all of the time!)



You excel in: Leadership positions



You get along best with: The Semi-Colon



Pretty close.

I am a red crayon.




You Are a Red Crayon



Your world is colored with bright, vivid, wild colors.

You have a deep, complex personality - and you are always expressing something about yourself.

Bold and dominant, you are a natural leader. You have an energy that is intense... and sometimes overwhelming.

Your reaction to everything tends to be strong. You are the master of love-hate relationships.



Your color wheel opposite is green. Green people are way too mellow to understand what drives your energy.



Not so much... Besides, green is my favorite color.

I am a glazed donut.




You Are a Glazed Donut



Okay, you know that you're plain - and you're cool with that.

You prefer not to let anything distract from your sweetness.

Your appeal is understated yet universal. Everyone dig you.

And in a pinch, you'll probably get eaten.



Pretty much.

Finally, I am not a cool parent.




You Will Not Be a Cool Parent



And that's pretty okay. While your kids may not think of you as a friend, they will respect you.

You know that kids need discipline and structure, and you're not afraid to give it to them.

Just be careful that your strictness doesn't lead to rebellion.

It's good to have standards and rules, but you don't need to have an iron fist when enforcing them.



I guess that means mine weren't cool, either. ;o)

1 comment:

Lindsay said...

your parents were TOO cool! haha!! they had mellowed out some once i came around. :)