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Your Fashion Style is Urban

You've got a style all your own... and it works Not too trendy, not too freaky - you've got streetwear down to a science You always look cute and put together, but keep it comfortable too You're the type of girl that creates trends and inspires others to be funky

What's Your Fashion Style?

You Should Be a Painter

You have the vision, patience, and skill to bring your unique visions to canvas. And you're even tempered enough not to cut your ear off in the process!

What Sort of Artist Should You Be?

You Were an Eagle

You are able to rise above the details of life and see the big picture. A spiritual being, you tend to go beyond material concerns.

What Animal Were You In a Past Life?

Your Brain's Pattern

Your brain is always looking for the connections in life. You always amaze your friends by figuring out things first. You're also good at connecting people - and often play match maker. You see the world in fluid, flexible terms. Nothing is black or white.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

Your Power Level is: 80%

You're a very powerful person, and you know that all of your power comes from within. Keep on doing what you're doing, and you'll reach your goals.

How Powerful Are You?

Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol

You've got an interested edge that would be reflected in any portrait You don't need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

Your Style is 1960s

Bold dresses, funky boots, bright patterns. You have an eye for fashion - and make trends timeless!

What Decade Matches Your Style?

You Will Be a Modern Bride!

While you aren't ready to throw away all wedding tradions, you want a wedding with a twist You're more inspired by celebrity weddings on E! than from bridal magazines Whether this means getting married on the beach barefoot or a mariachi band for the reception... Your wedding will be a blend of old and new - white dress cocktail, personalied vows, whatever suites you!!!

What Kind of Bride Will You Be?

Men See You As Choosy

Men notice you light years before you notice them You take a selective approach to dating, and you can afford to be picky You aren't looking for a quick flirt - but a memorable encounter It may take men a while to ask you out, but it's worth the wait

How Do Men See You?

Just before a raindrop hits the ground

A lot of people run for cover at the slightest drizzle.

I dont.

Most likely, you will find me with a huge grin on my face, if not running around yelling ', "Yay! It's raining!"

Or taking a stroll around the campus.

Or jogging.

Once we stayed up till dawn in our friend Cyd's car, and it was raining outside. Mich fell asleep at the passenger seat, while Cyd and I ran out of topics ( the conversation always found its way back to the topic "love" ) so eventually we fell into peaceful silence. He permitted me to leave my windows open (at the back seat), despite the possibility of getting his car seats wet with the rain. I'd say happiness is when it's early morning and I close my eyes, stick my head out of the window, face up, and feel the cold rain dripping on my face.

Mich once said the rain is my boyfriend. It always makes me smile when I remember that.

Rain after all, sounds like little kisses. And cold raindrops feel like butterfly kisses on my cheeks.

"Rain", she said," is your jealous boyfriend." Well, it always pours when Im having such a special time.

But I would say rain is my friend.My accomplice. My special witness to beautiful moments.

I always associate rain with happy memories--

That time when I liked someone and he walked me back to my dorm, holding an umbrella over my head.

That time when my friend RC and I were walking back to our dorm after breakfast, with nothing but our hoodies to cover our heads when it started to pour.

That time when my best friend surprised me by driving up to a nice place overlooking the Marikina lights at nighttime, and it started to rain. He was running back to the car and he was calling me to do the same. I smiled and said I would've bathed in the rain had I been alone.

Sometimes, I'd stare outside a moving vehicle, and look at the tiny circles appear and disappear on a flooded road.

At first it would seem depressing to see them come and go that fast.

But then other thoughts start to flood in my head. Happy thoughts. Brain chatter. A great idea for a new article to write.

I could think of so many things in my life that rain is a metaphor of.

So many moments comparable to that little smidgen of time just before a raindrop hits the ground.

And a verse starts unwrapping a beautiful poem inside my head.

(*photo from Yahoo Images*)