Check this out. In one of the many personality tests provided at Emode, I came across this question (ahh... this is a bastardized form of the question cause I can't remember it exactly, ok?)

If you will be given a punishment, which one would you prefer... dig your way up to China using a teaspoon or drain the ocean using a medicine dropper?

And your choice will actually tell something about yourself, can you believe that? Well, I can't remember the test... consequently, I can't remember the result either. But this should tell you something about me... my memory improves the crappier it gets. So why do you think I like musicians like Iggy Pop, Rufus Wainwright and our very own Parokya ni Edgar? And why do you think I read books like 'Hollywood Wives' by Jackie Collins, or 'More than a Mistress' by Mary Balogh, or 'Not a Day Goes By' by E. Lynn Harris? And why do you think do I turn the ac up to freezing point, only to play tug with Papa for custody of the blanket all through the night?

Crap... plain and simple... crap!