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My Name is Patricia, But changing that in a few years. I’m currently in Adelaide, Australia, 16, 17 on 29th March, I’m called “Pookie”, “Trishy”, and birds names and other weird names rather frequently…-I’m a coffee addict, that started at age 8 when a little old lady feed me it. All the pets I’ve ever had have either ran/flew/crawled away or died icon_sad.gif personally I blame Chip monkeys. I like my music…it’s like my air and I’d die without it! I don’t like watermelon, figs and liquorish….yucky. My neck hurts. I’ve moved 5 times in my life time. I want a bass!!! I want to be a bassist! *puts hand up and waves it*. I thought Eero Heinonen from the rasmus was amazing at what he did and became obsessed. Jeph Howard from the used is my favorite bassist followed by Mikey Way. When things go wrong, or I want to tell someone a story for the hell of it I talk of animals, mostly cows, monkeys and things that sound funny. I like flying in planes. In a few years I hope to be a P h o t o g r a p h e r. I don’t know how to use a washing machine, all my attempts of learning have gone wrong…bar this one time when my brother taught me how to spin dry thingy it after you hand wash something…I felt very smart that day. I have a few pretend friends, because you always have to have someone to talk to, blame stuff on and give cookies to. I only have few because most of the time Bob is away in his Mellowvision (it’s like a car plane transporter that’s smarter then Bob) and when he is away in different country’s, there is Rupert. When Rupert’s now where to be seen, then there is, Jeff, Bob’s pet pretend dog. I got Jeff for Bob in a pretend newspaper that said free dog; I’ve never met Jeff…any who when there is no Jeff there is, Emily who is Bob's daughter. Just when you think I could not have anymore pretend friends…when there is no Emily, there is always the tree in Prospect, Manumus. I have 3 sisters and 3 brothers. I have a rather bad memory. Favourite colours are purple and green. I dunno why, but my rib clicks. I don’t know anymore silly facts about myself because I can’t remember them.