How would your mother describe you in one word?
Kick-ass. (Is that one word?)
What is your favorite flower?
My grandmother's roses. God knows how she labored to flower those plants!
What is the most insane question you've ever been asked?
Are you a top or a bottom? Get a grip, moron, I don't wanna compromise!
What word/phrase in the English language do you wish you had invented?
Unrequited love. The phrase and me seem to really hit it pretty well.
Where would you like to live?

In Devonshire around 18th century. I'll tell Her Grace Georgiana Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire: Your husband is a PIG! Leave him and get a life! And oh, here's some Prozac for you!
What is the first quote that comes to your mind?
"Don't quote me or I'll quote you," from a respected broadcast journalist whom my classmates and I interviewed. She was so spaced out during the interview that left us befuddled: Was she being funny or just plain crazy? She now covers the Malacanang beat for GMA.
What do you miss about your childhood?
Free food, clothing and shelter. When you're grown up, you'll only get those freebies in jail.
If you could change your name, what would you changed it to?
The Potentate. For my mother to feel vindicated and for my father to realize how stupid he was to choose a testosterone-ridden name.
Who is your favorite historical figure?

Marie Antoinette. She was the grand epitome of fierceness. Did she really say, "Let them eat cake?"
Describe how you kiss in one word?
Ask the kissees! I hate self-elevating my status. It's very uncalled for.
If you met the right person today, would you propose tomorrow?
No. A ring will cost me a fortune. I'm a bum at present. And if money would not be an option, I'll stick to my guns: NO. I hate cliches and all the high dramas involved.
What in the world would you least desire?
My former boss' sense of humor (or the lack thereof).
Why do you think most persons date you?
I echo Bill Murray's sentiment: morbid curiosity.
Finish the sentence: "Happiness is a thing called..."
Having your cake and eating it, too.
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