basics;
Stephanie Sung
October 30, 1986
Youngstown/Liberty, Ohio

favorites;
movie: can't hardly wait, memento, the virgin suicides
candy: jellybellies, skittles
day of the week: friday
shoes: black sequin sandals and blue adidas shoes
scent: candies for men, tommy freedom for women
song: buos-light in your eyes
color: don't have one

hobbies; sleeping, eating, internet, spending money, tennis, skiing, shakin ass, obsessing over music, bitching about my parents, singing in the shower. i also like reading, of all things. i know, i don't get it either. i like doing anything with friends, even if it's just bumming around on sunday's and watching TV. what else? writing myself notes on my hand (does ink poisoning exist?), listening to sad music, using extreme sarcasm, and looking at porn.

music; new found glory, the starting line, something corporate, saves the day, the ataris, mest, alkaline trio, the movielife, the get up kids, rufio, mxpx, no doubt, dashboard confessional, no use for a name, further seems forever, lucky7, midtown, fenix tx, left front tire, blink182, yellowcard, aaf, incubus, michelle branch, most early 90's music (nostalgia, anyone?) and the spice girls! what? they're my heroes:) etc.

random things; i love my kitties like no other. i still call them kitties, even though they're old and fat. i sleep with 2 pillows and a stuffed snow leopard named midnite. i think girls are harder to get along with than guys. i don't believe in premarital sex. i am a computer nerd. i hate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. i want to work at an asian apa. i couldn't care less about president bush, but i love "that's my bush!". chris carrabba is fuckin amazing and deserves every bit of credit and fame he gets. i can cross my eyes. i cry ridiculously easily during movies (or while watching tv shows, listening to songs, reading books). i'm terrified of insects, spiders, and anything creepy crawly-ish. don't try to understand me. i barely do. whenever you think you know me, first stop. and then realize you don't.