LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: Debbie dela Cruz
Birth date: July 9, 1983
Current Location: NYC
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Righty or Lefty: Right
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE
Your heritage: Filipino, Chinese...with a dash of Spanish(or so my boyfriend proclaims)
Your fears: Not being there for my aunt and grandma when crisis calls
Your weakness: My belief that people are naturally good at heart
Your perfect pizza: Right now, the "Pepperoni Pomodoro" at CPK: Italian pomodoro sauce with pepperoni, mozzarella, parmesan and fresh mozzarella cheeses.
Goal you'd like to achieve: Get a six-figure-salary-job so I can stop freaking out about my future, figure out where I want to be in 5 years, stop being a douche to people I love.
LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW:
Your thoughts first waking up: generally, they go something like "what time is it? what the heck did that dream mean? why is Shiloh outside his crate? Is she chewing on my new shoes? I wonder if David would care if i murder her? Where is my shotgun? "
Your best physical feature: I don't know...i'm usually not a very good judge of this. Let's see.. my eyeballs?
Your bedtime: it should be around 11pm. lately, around 1:30am.
Your most missed memory: I guess neighborhood friends/antics...luckily I still have that connection. And I've actually, since college, become friends with a ton of people I went to college with that I wasn't really friends with IN college. So that's cool.
LAYER FOUR: YOUR PICK:
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
McDonald's or Burger King: uh, yeah...Arby's?
Single or group dates: They can both be fun...at first, group dates though.
Adidas or Nike: Adidas.
Lipton Tea or Nestea: I don't really drink that kind of tea. I'm more of an Earl Grey kind of girl (hey, that rhymes)
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or coffee: Coffee!
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Cuss: only ghettos do that.
Take a shower: At this weather, once is too little
Have a crush: I have my usual 14 or so. All who have no idea of my existence. Borgy Manotoc I love you.
Think you've been in love: YES...
Like(d) school: I've pretty much always liked school on some level.
Want to get married: Perhaps...it's not really too important to me, but I imagine someday I might feel differently.
Believe in yourself: I really try...I am a lot better at it than I used to be.
Think you're a health freak: Sometimes...I try to not eat too much crap.
LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST MONTH
Drank alcohol: Nope.
Gone to the mall: Yes, just this week actually.
Been on stage: Yep. I joined a singing contest when i was, like, eleven, in a neigborhoood fiesta. I was to sing "A whole new world", but there was no cassette nor cd player... only a man with a guitar. He didn't know the song, but insisted I sing and he would be able to follow. Man, the number was SOO messed I didn't go out of our house for a month.
Eaten Sushi: no, but it needs to happen soon.
Been dumped: yes, my first boyfriend too!
Gone skating: yes, all skates and blades and ice.
Dyed your hair: heck no.
LAYER SEVEN: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a stripping game: Jesus no.
Gotten beaten up: haha...no.
Changed who you were to fit in: I think all people adapt to their environment, although I would'nt necessarily call that 'changing yourself'.
LAYER EIGHT: GETTING OLD
Age you're hoping to be married: 28. 32 was my choice before, but I really want 6 kids, and so i've got to notch it up.
LAYER NINE: IN A GIRL/GUY
Best eye color: i don't care
Best hair color: natural colors...but not so much blonde.
Short or long hair: short.
LAYER TEN:
WHAT WERE YOU DOING1 MINUTE AGO: sitting here filling out this thing.
1 HOUR AGO: walking w Shiloh to the deli.
1 WEEK AGO: My birthday party!
1 YEAR AGO: Hmm.. I just came home to NY from Utah around this time..
LAYER 11:FINISH THE SENTENCE
I LOVE: a lot of people.
I FEEL: kind of drowsy.
I HATE: the way I can get pretty emo for no reason, and take it out on innocent bystanders.
I HIDE: when I get overwhelmed by my emotions. And "hide" usually entails going home for a day or something.
I MISS: you. Yes, you.
I NEED: to stop freaking out. I'm trying.
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