223 posts tagged “qotd”
What is a childhood memory that still haunts you?
Watching ET. It freaked me out when he was "dying" at the end, all gray and nasty. Out of curiosity, did anyone watch that movie as a child and really enjoy it? Adults are always all, "What a great children's movie!" and pretty much everyone I've talked to who saw it as a child thought it was freaky.
What are five things that make you unique?
Submitted by RA<3TA.
Unique...that's a tough one. I can think of a lot of things that make me unusual, but very few that make me unique. Let's see...
- I am the only biological daughter of my parents.
- I am the first person named Alex to live in my house.
- I may be the only person to have named their guinea pig Oakie, but I have no way of knowing that!
And then there are a few obvious ones like my fingerprints and overall genetic makeup.
Yesterday was the summer solstice for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere. How did you celebrate the arrival of summer and the longest day of the year?
I went to my dear friend Marie's* wedding shower! I'll try to get some pictures up when my friends upload them to Facebook. She looked gorgeous and happy and it was nice seeing my friends from high school. It was supremely weird to see one of my oldest friends in a wedding gown kissing her husband.
I better get used to that feeling, because my friend and Vox neighbor Amanda has her wedding later this summer!
*Not her real name.
What does your flag mean to you?
I had typed out a whole response, but I think it stinks. I had more clarity in my head, but I don't think it quite translated. Long story short: I repect the passion others have for the flag, but for me the flag itself is not sacred nor does it encompass all the nuances of loving one's country. Patriotism is so much deeper and more complex than flag-waving, and it bothers me when people try to simplify it. However, the flag is an important visual representative of the U.S.A.
Longer answer: If you had asked me this when I was younger, I would've answered, "Nothing. It's a piece of cloth." In some ways I do still feel that way, because the flag in and of itself is just that. I've always supported respecting the flag, but stuff like flag burnings only made me a little sad, not angry or infuriated.
Now that I'm older I understand more why people love the flag so much and how some see it as a physical emblem of their country. I do too, to some extent. Compared to many Americans, though, I'm a bit lukewarm. It's not that I don't love America or the flag, because I do. It's just that my family and I never been big into visual patriotism. My ancestors were quietly patriotic immigrants, loving their country through the jobs they got and the opportunities their children had.
If you knew you were about to lose your voice permanently, what is the last thing you would want to say?
Submitted by exer.
"Y'all better learn sign language."
What are some of the best(and worst) things about summer?
Submitted by L33tchica.
What a timley question! As I write this to you, Ohio is going through a bit of a heat wave. Yesterday was 90-something and today is supposed to be in the very high 80s. Thursday was wretched because the humidity was about a billion percent, and yesterday was just frickin' hot. Hopefully we'll get some rain today to cool down, because my dorm room is opressive as we have no air conditioning and the room is the size of a walk-in closet. As I sit here I have a wet washcloth cooling the back of my neck.
Aside from all my whining (seriously, it's so hot!), summer is great. No school, green leafy plant life, and my birthday! Woo.
If you had to write your autobiography in 6 words, what would you write?
Submitted by mitzie.
Adapted from the lyrics of that one song by Blind Melon:
My life was pretty plain. -Alex
Look at the first post you ever wrote on Vox. What important developments or changes have occurred in your life since then?
Submitted by Alexandra.
At first I got really confused by the name poser who submitted this question, as my full name is also Alexandra. Then I remembered that the world doesn't revolve around me and that I do in fact share a name with others. Anyhow.
Ah, my first post. So short, so shallow. I have no idea what my blog title used to be. It was something from a Wodehouse book, but soon after I happened upon the name 'Somewhere Quiet' and it just fit.