To everyone who keeps tagging me as a joke, just stop man. T-TThis is the final tag I'm ever doing(unless I'm convinced otherwise), please just stop guys it's so annoying. It's going to be long to satisfy everyone.
You can tag me as long as you don't force me to answer.
1. What's your real age?
A teenager.
2. What's your gender, no bullshit.
Anything, I don't care. Also, any pronouns are fine too.
3. What hurts you the most?
Idk, nothing really.
4. Who makes you feel worth it?
Myself. And my close friends.
5. What's the worst nightmare that you've ever had?
Uhm, idk. I don't ever dream, or I just don't remember. I think the worst one ever was when I had sleep paralysis for the first time 2 years ago(I get them once in a while ever since) if it's considered a nightmare. It scared me shitless like I knew what was happening but I couldn't do shit about it.
6. What's your most significant wish?
To stop being tagged, T-T. Like bro, I fucking died from it, what more do I need to do to make u stop?
7. Sexuality?
Mostly unlabeled, but to be exact probably Queer.
8. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, and give me line 17.
"En 1867, lorsqu'Emily revient au Canada, elle ouvre son proper cabinet de médecine à Toronto."
This is from my history book because I'm currently in History class...yes I take it in french and it sucks.
9. The meanest thing you've ever done to someone outside of your country.
Ahah...I've done some pretty bad shit so um lemme just give you this one.
My dad's friend from Norway came to Canada with his family to visit and catch up with my family. So, I had to take them around my city and just show just places here and there. Once it was lunchtime, I showed them the classic foods of Canada, beavertails and poutine, but they had no idea what it was. I took full advantage of that. :D
I told them that poutine was actually called 'Canadian mashed potatoes' and beavertails were actually called 'Canadian flatbread.' After that, I told them the proper way to eat 'Canadian mashed potatoes' is to separate the fries and the cheese from each other then drink the gravy. That took them a full 15 minutes for them to do. After that, I told them the proper way to eat 'Canadian flatbread' is to fold it four times and eat it in three bites. Their child almost choked.
So when my dad's friend told my parents about what happened my mom whooped my ass. I didn't regret any of it though, they looked like idiots. They were also insulting Canada so it just boosted my confidence to pull this off.
10. Girls are...Guys are...
Girls are confusing, guys are confusing.
11. What's your religion?
I'm an atheist. Can't believe, won't believe.
But ur fine if you believe, you're still welcome here.
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DiversosAll my tags in one lol. Edit: Yeah so that didn't happen, I wrote more stuff, anyways enjoy.