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I have a huge passion for music and even though I know it sounds like just a dream I want to record my vocals with a band one day, write lyrics (which I do now) and tour the country/world, recording albums and playing gigs.

I'm TestOut PC Pro certified (basically another form of A+ Certification from CompTIA to work on computers) after only taking a class for it in high school for free. My father used to own a company that made bass drum port holes called Prime Design that was featured in Modern Drummer magazine. After I was born, he shut down the company, despite having worked with bands such as RUSH, Queensryche, AC/DC, and more. My grandfather was part of the Big Red One in WWII and was on the beaches of Normandy. He was an Expert rifleman and grenadier. Somewhere down the line, I am related to Andrew Jackson. You know the one.

I collect inflatable toys.

My voice is deep as fuck and I have voice actor traits. I also walk around with a blanket 24/7

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I was on the edge of dying for more than 13 times. In 2 years.

[QUOTE=Joseph Smith;39179485]I was on the edge of dying for more than 13 times. In 2 years.[/QUOTE] I hope those 13 times were not because you almost missed your train and needed to run over the red lights to get it.

[QUOTE=Itachi_Crow;39157697][IMG]http://facepunch.com/image.php?u=129155&dateline=1319737231[/IMG] i saved a man's life once[/QUOTE] I read that in Bruce Willis voice

I hit myself in the head with an axe. It wasn't on purpose though, it was just something that happend.

I pushed my brother out of the way of a 3-wheeled car, saved his life. It was going surprisingly quick.

I once won a gingerbread house competition and my entry was displayed at the Stockholm Museum of Architecture.

i'm from space

Have hetrochromia (if you didnt know that already) Got 5 gold medals in Ballroom dancing, yet hate it. Been waterskiing since i was 5 Downloaded more data on a school internet connection than any other user in Western australia. Had an operation that has a longer recovery time than heart surgery, on my ass. Second youngest member in a certain community in my city. A game i hate is my second most played steam game. I cant hand write at all

[QUOTE=Rocko's;39154403]Half my family is from an Irish family, and my other family are all Basque, who [B]came from Spain for a better lifestyle.[/B][/QUOTE] "Probably to the USA, pretty good place to move to, I wonder where though" *check profile* "Detroit" Never knew Spain was that bad.

I've been an uncle since after a month of me being born, and i am fat. What else is there to say? Also i am 17 and have a 60 year old dad, and a 40 year old sister.

My mother is the CEO of an exchange student company. I can get free flights from her flight bonuses because she travels so much.

[QUOTE=Itachi_Crow;39157697]i saved a man's life once[/QUOTE] Please tell me this comes with a story

I have one attached earlobe, and one unattached earlobe.

Since my thumb can bend 90 degrees backwards without any external assistance, I sometimes play this trick on people. I say 'Hey, flick my thumb!' they do so, and BAM, fake broken thumb. I've had some funny reactions from it. Also my mother works at a mental place where she constrains and medicates the crazies. A few years back, one of 'em went mental, picked her up by her hair and threw her into a wall. This damaged both of her shoulder blades and she has to live with constant arm pain- although she did have a surgery a year or two back that fixed her right arm.

[QUOTE=Plaster;39179926]I hope those 13 times were not because you almost missed your train and needed to run over the red lights to get it.[/QUOTE] No, far worse shit. Can't say i wished them to happen.

I was born with an abnormally long tongue and tend to talk strangely due to it. My backbone is like water for some reason, so I'm naturally very flexible. I can fold myself in half with 0 effort required on my part. I have a lot of scars. I don't know where half of them came from. Me, my mom, and my brother have all saved each others lives once each. I can read Daedric text from The Elder Scrolls series without a problem, and was always able to do so. I have a distinctive voice that everyone but me seems to like. I'm very good at defusing situations. When I was a kid, I'd gather and raise caterpillars until they cocooned into butterflies, to which I then released. I also used to play the violin. Oh, and I powerbock.

[QUOTE=zombini;39185635]I've been an uncle since after a month of me being born, and i am fat. What else is there to say? Also i am 17 and have a 60 year old dad, and a 40 year old sister.[/QUOTE]Well damn, my dad is 62 and my mother is 47. I'm just sixteen.

I have one penis

I nearly died at my christening

My eardrums used to burst repeatedly when I was little.

I hypnotized my crush last year (sort of)

i am made of metal

[QUOTE=absolalone111;39185924]Please tell me this comes with a story[/QUOTE] when i was in nursing school i had a patient who was like two years older than me but he had a rare mental condition that, on top of giving him the mindset of a toddler, basically caused him to consume pretty much everything in reach. he just ate and drank and ate and drank and ate and drank uncontrollably until he was over 600 pounds and bedbound. The guy was being considered for hospice care. At 24 years old. Anyway, he also had severe respiratory issues. He had a bipap machine by his bed and if the mask was off for any longer than about 20 seconds he'd start turning blue. I was assigned two patients that day. Luckily for him, my other patient was in the adjacent room. So I hear this horrible beeping noise while I'm doing an assessment on my other patient and I run in and the guy is purple. No, that's not an exaggeration. Literally fucking purple. Apparently one of his family members, against CLEAR INSTRUCTIONS FROM THE NURSING STAFF AND THE DOCTOR, left him a pack of gum on his chest and then left the room. So naturally he took his mask off and started eating (not chewing, eating) the gum piece by piece. The mask was on the floor. It was basically an oh fuck moment where I scooped the mask on and shoved it back over his mouth. Took a minute but the color came back and his blood oxygen levels returned to acceptable levels. If I hadn't been nearby when his bipap started going off, the dude woulda bit it. The family was out of the room and his nurse was doing her med rounds. I'm glad that at this point we weren't allowed to help with medication administration because if we had I would have been there, with the nurse, instead of where I was. I nearly flipped my shit at the family when they got back. It pissed me off. They didn't thank me when I told em what happened. The guy himself wasn't even capable of understanding that he almost died, so whatever. But it would have been nice, at least, to get some kind of "wow we're sorry we won't do it again" or "thanks for fixing our comically huge fuckup". So yeah. I didn't do much but be there when it happened.

My vocal cords are very weak, it hurts to speak louder than moderate whispering.

In late elementary school I practiced monk-like meditation. I could feel no pain, control my body temperature but I still have/had trouble completely clearing my mind. I also maintained a good amount of strength even though I hardly did any exercise, against an equally conditioned fellow I'd easily win. So much on the body temperature that I could wear a sweatshirt in 100°F weather which I did for about a year and a half. Alibi I constantly had 2-3 water bottles on me to keep myself hydrated.