Somewhat naughty quiz...

Innocent Uke
Take Are you a Seme or an Uke? today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.

Cute and sweet, and most gentle of all uke. Whips and chains are not for you - you just want someone to love you. You are often spotted in candy shops wearing furry kitty ears, where you are sure to be noticed by the Romantic Seme whose protective instincts will kick in and will only want to take you home and love and protect you. And you of course will be more than happy to spend the rest of your life baking cookies for your seme.

Now if I only knew which anime he was from...XD

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Oh noes, I'm emo! *lol*

Fanfic update!

I've now updated My Inuyasha darkfic The Pain in My Heart over at quills_n_ink. I've already uploaded all of Consequences, Bound and the earlier chapters of TPIMH there.

Things your parents don't tell you...

So now it all cleared to me. All the weird digestion and stomach and nausea related problems I've had since I was in high school that I couldn't explain before (well, aside from me thinking it was something more serious than it was, thinking I had a condition or something) have now been cleared up by my mum.

She told me today that gastritis runs in her family.

And she could have told it, like, earlier. I've chalked most of my stomach problems to irregular habits, unexplainable reasons and what not for ages and it was just that?

Somehow I feel that I've been cheated in life. I'm lactose intolerant (no dairy products), I get migraines and now apparently I have gastritis. Why does it have to be all these things which make me feel bad? They all come with nausea which I've begun to hate so much that I've really considered not having children since I don't want the morning sickness. Hey, all I have to do to get sick is eat mozzarella or enough ice cream, or be dumb enough to have chocolate when I have a headache and then I'll spend hours in the bathroom.

But, who really cares? I just felt like ranting. Now it's out. Go about your business.