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Much as I don't care for posting surveys, and much as I really should be writing the rest of my Disney posts, here are some surveys. These are different from regular surveys, though, because I did these surveys once ago.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Take the Dante's Inferno Test

Obviously, this was a time when I had no opinion on religion whatsoever, and so believed God was real because everyone else did. While I was still not religious, and thus did not end up in purgatory or limbo, I wasn't the so-called "Heretic" I am today.

Putting heretics so low on the list, and just the word "heretic" don't jive with me. "Heretic" says, to me, "raving lunatic". I don't go out on the streets and yell about God, like many crazy atheists do. I'm generally quiet about my beliefs, but if someone — be it a friend, stranger, or Facebook — asks, I'm not going to lie about it.

But, nice, overall. I went from a bunch of "low"s to "moderate"s. I just keep getting eviller and eviller. Except, less violent. Hmm.

This one stayed mainly the same, except I'm no longer schizoid but I'm more narcissistic and obsessive-compulsive. I don't know if I was really schizoid back then, or if I just didn't know how to be selective about my answers. I think I've just become more aware of myself, because I have always been paranoid and very narcissistic, but the survey previously didn't show that. That's what these tests do, they don't tell you what you are, they tell you what you think of yourself.

I don't know about the antisocial bit, at least the way they describe it. I don't like being social, but I'm certainly not a criminal. I don't think my general dislike of people falls under any personality disorder, it's just personality.

Anyway, there were a couple of things today that I thought about blogging about and it was weird, because they were just normal things like I used to blog about. I don't know if I just haven't been blogging, which, I mean, I've been in school and then on vacation for a long time, so I probably haven't been. I need to start writing about normal things, and not my rockstar lifestyle like I have been.

I still just can't get excited about university. Everyone else is, it seems. But half of them were already excited back in January. Yes, there's a little part of me that's like "this is gonna be so SWEET!" and not so much any part of me going "oh bad, oh bad, oh bad bad bad, whatarewegonnado whatarewegonnado whatarewegonnaDO!?!?". I just don't think about it, and no one seems to understand that.

I think I've been successful in my attempt to condition myself not to expect anything of anything. I hate making expectations, because I'm always disappointed. So, I guess by not expecting anything of university, I've finally learned to stop expecting. But now I'm expecting that I'm never going to expect again and that is just wrong.

Speaking of not expecting, I'm thinking I might want to see "Hamlet 2", because I've heard not much about it (and would like to keep it that way), but the concept seems cool. But, since I'm obviously expecting coolness, it won't be. But since I'm not a scaredy dumbass, I'm still going to see it, maybe, if the rest of the family'll go with me.

While I was not reading about "Hamlet 2", I found there was a musical called "Rockabye Hamlet" that apparently really sucked, but they made a new one with the most epic name ever… "Something Rockin' In Denmark". But since it's a musical, like one you have to go see live, I can't really go watch it on YouTube or rent it at Blockbuster. — Whoa, that's a sweet song. I mean, a Sweet song.

I never really cared for the Dire Straits. I mean, they were just eh. That kind of rock that doesn't really rock. But, somehow, I started listening to them. I don't mean listening to them as in "new favourite band", listening to them as in I'll add a few of their songs to my playlist. I mean, eww, The Monkees, The Beatles, The Who… Dire Straits? No. Just, no.

But yeah, I was listening to "Money For Nothing" and I was like "gasp!" because he says "faggot". Several times. In the eighties! So, I went to trusty old Wikipedia to find out who this millionaire "little faggot" was and apparently it's Nikki Sixx. So says Nikki Sixx. Umm, no. 'less, umm, dude… Mark Knopfler… says it's you, it ain't you. You're just trying to take his song for yourself. Not cool. But I quite like the song and the video, even though today I would be like "groaaaan" because some kid was trying to colorize some things in Photoshop and it looked totally photoshopped.

Also, how do you say "Dire Straits"? I say it like "dire STRAITS", but my brother says "DIRE straits", which is so wrong. You never hear anyone stress the "dire", it just isn't done. That would be like saying "the blue MAN group" rather than the correct "BLUE man group".

Speaking of pronunciation, I've always thought there needed to be a website that would tell you how to pronounce Joaquin and Sudoku, and I've found one: Inogolo, which I have no idea how to pronounce. Anyway, I looked at the words that were "commonly mispronounced" and found I say Colorado and Nevada wrong, and that many people would be very mad at me for this. And they'd probably make some comment about me being a stupid easterner. Anyway, it's a totally awesome and useful site.

I've got a nice long list of projects to do before going off to university, that I didn't get a chance to do whilst at summer school. It's kind of difficult to do them when my computer files are being moved across three different computers, but I suppose I should go do them.