LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: Olivia (Now that I think about it, I don't think as much people call me Lybi anymore... *shrugs* I didn't make it up)
Birth date: October seventh
Birth place: Melbourne, Australia (Aren't I special? Haha.)
Current Location: Huntington Beach, CA
Eye Color: Um. I would say black, but people say you can't have black eyes, but I think they're brown, very close to black? I don't know. I don't look in the mirror often.
Hair Color: Black. Mother got me highlights one time when I was asleep. Evil.
Righty or Lefty: Right.
Zodiac Sign: Dragon
Horoscope: Libra

LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE
Your heritage: Vietnamese (no I'm not one of those wierd wannabe Asian gangster peoples.)
Shoes you wore today: I don't know. The same shoes I always wear.
Your weakness: Weakness? Um... I like chocolate, but I wouldn't call it a weakness.... Oh yeah. Laziness.
Your fears: Fears? Seriously, I think I have a slight fear of the dark. Scary. The other night, I couldn't sleep for like three hours, and I kept getting all scared and stuff because I was thinking about all this horror-movie stuff. I tried to stop thinking about it!! But then I got all scared, and I was going to call someone, but I was scared the voice on the other line wouldn't be him/her and it'd be some scary gruffy murderer voice. And I was going to go read, but the book was on the ground, and reaching for the ground means having my hand right next to under the bed, and I was imagining some scary green hand reaching out and grabbing my wrist.... Torture!
Your perfect pizza: Pineapple, no ham.
Goal you'd like to achieve: Colleges: Berekeley, Davis, UCLA. My dance teacher tells me to apply to UCI but I don't really have any intention of going there.... But life goals? I don't know. To live a semi-normal life. To raise a perfect child that will not try to be all rebelious against me when he/she (preferably he because I'm going to make a guy that's not perverted and prove nature wrong. Muahahhaah) because if he/she does, I wont' give him/her any of my inheritance. Muahahaha. Short-term goal is straight A's, which'll never happen.

LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
Your most overused phrase on AIM: I don't know. "Haha," I guess.
Your thoughts first waking up: "Okay okay, I'm up. Gr." My father wakes me up. I put my alarm on 6:30 though.... Gr.
Your best physical feature: Um... Er... Hmm....Oh. My teeth are straight... But they're not white... Um.... My hair feels all nice when wake up in the morning if I took a shower right before bed? It's so cool. It's all cold, silky ish. Fun.
Your bedtime: Bedtime. I don't know. 11 pm - 12 am on normal days. Days with mucha tarea, 12 - 3, to wake up at 4.
Your most missed memory: Um. Oh. My old house, we had rabbits. It was relaly cool. We started out with two (different gender) and then within two months we had 21 rabbits. Cool-io. The baby rabbits were so cool. THey could like fit in your hand, and their ears were like as long as my thumb nail. They were so cool!!! Oh. And we had this giant tree at my old house, and we threw a rope over and had this ghetto swing. But it was so much fun.

LAYER FOUR: YOUR PICK
Pepsi or Coke: Yeah, like Steven. Coke, but I'd rather have water or juice.
McDonald's or Burger King: Gross, but sometimes I get the ice cream at Mcdonald's because it's cheap.
Single or group dates: Okay. I think for personal purposes, I will refuse to answer any of these questions, but leave it blank just in case someone wants to copy it to their blog/xanga/whatever and fill it out themselves.
Adidas or Nike: These are shoes, right...?
Lipton Tea or Nestea: I like the Nestea Iced Tea. It doesn't taste like tea and it tastes good...
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.... With vanilla flakes. Just kidding. Just chocolate.
Cappuccino or coffee: Ew. I don't like coffee. I thought cappuccino and coffe was the same though?

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Smoke: Nope. I think my father used to, but he stopped? I can't remember.
Cuss: Nope. It's wierd. Cussing.... It's.... I dont' know. It makes me slightly (very slightly) flinch inwardly.
Single:
Take a shower: Usually once a day. When I'm too lazy, I'll not take one that day, but that rarely happens. I always feel too dirty.
Have a crush(es):
Think you've been in love:
Like(d) high school: Yeah, I like high school, with the exception of the classes. Well, actually, some of the teachers are interesting. Ruth told interesting stories... Kittrell is actually growing on me. Gordon is really fun.
Want to get married:
Believe in yourself: Like what? Well I guess I doubt myself a lot... Eh. *shrugs*
Get motion sickness: Yeah. I'm bad on boats (not nearly as bad as Gordon though)
Think you're attractive: No, thank goodness, or I'll probably be some concieted bi-o-tch always flirting with FOBs and stuff. Gross.
Think you're a health freak: No?
Get along with your parents: Most of the time. I would like to think so anyways.
Like thunderstorms: It was really cool! Last weekend, I woke up this morning, and the wind was like "Woosh! WoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoshshhhhh!!!!!" (look at my cool FOB-ness typing). It was really cool. Thunderstorms are pretty too. Like the sky goes all white, and I think I see blue sometimes, but I'm blind, so yeah. OH yeah, Cortlen said that at his mother's house, the thunderstorm was right above his house, and it was like shaking his house and stuff!! And then it snowed in Irvine!!
Play an instrument: I used to play the piano... I should pick that back up. I feel a bit bad that I quit... *shrugs*

LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST MONTH
Drank alcohol: Does wine in mass count? It tastes so nasty though... Wait, that wasn't in the past month. Okay.
Gone on a date:
Gone to the mall: Oh, I actually went to the mall last week to buy Christmas presents! Yay!
Been on stage: Past month? No, I don't think so.
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: I haven't eaten this on the longest time too. Oh, I tried dipping Cookies Ahoy! in milk for the first time the other day. Tastes wierd...
Eaten sushi: No. Don't intend to.
Been dumped:
Gone skating: No.
Gone skinny dipping: Wow. That's so wierd, how people can do that. It's like... So open.... It looks/feel/sounds wrong.... Why do they call it "skinny" anyways?
Dyed your hair: No.
Stolen anything: ...Mmm..... Let me think... No... I think.

LAYER SEVEN: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a game that required removal of clothing: Nope, but I think Kevin said he was playing it with some church people one camp...
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Intoxicated? I don't think so...
Been caught "doing something": Doing something? Hmm.... I don't think I did anything bad really.... Oh, well once I was caught plagiarizing, but I didn't know I plagiarized. It was wierd.
Been called a tease: No. People call each other "teases"?
Gotten beaten up: No.
Shoplifted: No.
Changed who you were to fit in: I think... I don't know actually. I probably did. Not like change completely, but probably a little. Eh. Well I don't do it consciously anyways.

LAYER EIGHT: GETTING OLDER
Age you hope to be married: Not getting married. I'm going to be one of those rich old single women that... Are rich? Stupid families cost money. DArn it, I need to get over my slight fear of being in a scary dark house all by myself.
Numbers of Children: 1 perfect kid. Muahahaha. I need someone to inherit my rich sum, right? Haha. I say that but...
Describe your dream wedding: Not getting married.
How do you want to die: Jason's pro-hand-reading-skills (right) told me I'm going to die at like 30 or 60... U. I don't know. You know what? Let's "spice" my death up a bit, and have it like wear I got into some accident, and I'm at the hospital, and they ask me if I want to get surgery, and I'm like "No, it's my time" (Hahahhaa. Just like a soap opera.) and I get to hold my kid's hand while I die. And it's so cool because I get to have words in before I die. I don't want to die in my house because I mean think of being in a house where someone died? Creepy. Oh shoot. You know what? I think I'm going to never introduce my kids to his/her relatives (ie my brother and sister), until my dying moments, and in my dying moments, I'll tell him/her where to find his/her uncle/aunt he/she never knew he/she had. Just for kicks. Muahahaha. Oh. And I want a priest to give me the Anointing of the Sick before I die.
What do you want to be when you grow up: I'm thinking Optometrist but because some lady told me not to be an optometrist because of laser surgery, maybe Orthodentistry.
What country would you most like to visit: Um.... Australia. Wait. New Zealand has some nice scenery... But it's just off the coast of Australia, so I'll just like sail over or something.

LAYER NINE: IN A GAL/GUY
Best eye color:
Best hair color:
Short or long hair:
Height:
Best first date location:
Articles of clothing:
Personality:
Best first kiss location:

LAYER TEN: IN THE NUMBERS (what's with that lame-o title?)
Number of people I could trust with my life: Um... I think I trust my friends to a certain extent but... My life? Er. No. So that makes 2, or 3 maybe, including my parents.
Number of CD's I own: I have a lot of burned CDs... Actually, I don't think any of them aren't burnt.
Number of piercings: cero! (Spanish, I think)
Number of tattoos: cero! Tattoos are wierd. It feels so strange... Ink? In your skin? Wierdness.
Number of times my name has appeared in the Newspaper: Oh! Oh! Wait. My name? Or like, me? I think I was on the newspaper once (It was the stinking Viet Tide though)
Number of scars on my body: I don't know. When I was small, this kid scratched my face, now I got a scar there. Well actually... I have some acnes scars, so I don't think you can see that scar anymore...
Number of things in my past that I regret: I don't know. I would say "a lot," but I guess... They were part of life, and it'd be wrong not to have mistakes in your life, but *shrugs*. OH wait. I always regret procrastinating. There you go.