1. Name: Angelina
2. Nicknames: Angie, Bubbles
3. Age: 18
4. Birthday: August 21st
5. Describe yourself positively in three words: Creative, fun-loving, intelligent
6. Describe yourself negatively in three words: Stubborn, caustic, insecure
7. Strengths/Skills/Talents: I love art - while I am no longer pursuing a career in it, any free time I have is usually spent with a pencil and a sketch pad. I also am a writer - I'm one of those freaks who loves writing nonfiction, though I also turn out a lot of short stories. I'm also an actress who loves plays - but as far as musical theater goes, however, I'd be a supporting role. I'm an alto who can carry a tune, but I wouldn't say I'm a great singer. I also have a great sense of humor about things and am very open-minded - it's very easy to make me laugh, but very difficult to shock me or gross me out.
8. Weaknesses: I have a huge tendency to misread the intentions of others, and it usually leads to misunderstandings worthy of an opera. I'm also insanely paranoid, to a point where it makes me very guarded around people I don't know very well. I also am terrible at math. Simply terrible.
9. Food: Onions - what of it?
10. Colour: Greens! Greens! And nothing but greens - I am a green freak.
11. Three Movies (that are not Sondheim related): Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, A Fish Called Wanda, Waiting For Guffman.
12. Three Books (that are not Sondheim related): Naked by David Sedaris, Notre Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
13. Season: Autumn
14. Place: Besides anywhere with someone I love, I'd say backstage - there's something so wonderful about waiting in the wings before the house lights go down and a show starts. What a rush!
15. Song: "The Only Living Boy in New York" by Simon and Garfunkel.
"A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men."
-Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
17. Non-Sondheim musical theatre character: I'm assuming by "Non-Sondheim", you mean nothing that he was involved in whatsoever, which, when I think about it, eliminates a ton! But, anyway - The Emcee from Cabaret. Such an intriguing and multi-faceted character! My one lament in life is that I wasn't born a guy, because he is one of my dream roles.
18. Non-Sondheim show: If I can only pick one, I'm going to have to say Cabaret! I think it's a perfect blend of entertainment/food for thought/music/lyrics/book-writing. And nothing gives me the shivers like the ending.
Do you prefer. . .
19. Andrew Lloyd Webber or Stephen Schwartz? That's kind of like asking me if I'd rather have herpes around my mouth or my crotch. Andrew Lloyd Webber - it pains me to say this, because I think he's written more than his share of bad shows, but I adore Evita. Whereas I can't think of anything by Stephen Schwartz that I particularly care for.
20. Bernadette Peters or Mandy Patinkin? Bernadette Peters is my goddess and I detest Mandy Patinkin (I prefer Daniel Evans as George for many reasons), so I guess the answer's pretty obvious!
21. Vegetables or Fruits?22. Murder or Deceit? Deceit. Any Joe Schmo can kill a man, but to be a truly gifted liar takes skill.
23. Words or Actions? "Fear or love, baby? Don't say the answer - actions speak louder than words!" I bet that hasn't been used 800 times.
24. Flowers or Chocolates? Flowers die, chocolates make you fat ... neither strike me as terribly optimistic bits of symbolism. But flowers are teh prettiez, so I guess it's them!
25. Walking or Running? Either, as long as the weather isn't too warm.
26. Singing or Dancing? Singing! I'm not particularly amazing at either, but I've always got a song in my heart.
27. Black or White? Black - except that dog hair shows up on everything black! Damn it!
28. Tell us how much you love us (points if you get creative): I love you so much that ... I want you to hold me too close, to hurt me too deep, to sit in my chair, to ruin my sleep! To need me too much, to know me too well, to pull me up short, to put me through hell!
Oh, that was lame.
29. Anything else you'd like to tell us? I have a summer job at Babies R'Us. It's terrible, but it's money. And any employee who gets pregnant is given a $25 dollar gift certificate to the store. I'm thinking of getting pregant, because - hey - $25 dollars.
30. Please post at least two clear pictures of yourself.
I am fugly through and through, so I apologize.
And because it seemed appropriate: