My name is Tracey. I love languages and I love the way that people communicate with each other. I love music and I'm a very bad driver which makes sense, since I'm Asian AND female. I live quietly, but my life is often full of brilliant sparks and happy moments. Let me share them with you.
Half the time I’m fucking terrified of killing myself and any possible passengers/pedestrians/other drivers and the other half of the time, my face is in danger of splitting in half from my constant grinning.
But I would do well to remember that driving’s not a freaking game. I don’t think I’m a bad driver and I have confidence, but I just have to keep in the back of my mind that anything could happen and I really could kill or hurt someone.
…and I let them talk AT (yes at, not to) me about their packages and what not for three minutes.
I just… I can’t hang up on people! I only got mad when they tried to get me to give other people’s phone numbers to them. NO WAY, JOSE!
“What is a browser?” was the question we asked over 50 passersby of different ages and backgrounds in the Times Square in New York. Watch the many responses people came up with.
Watching this video makes me wonder why, how and and what people use the internet for, what they think it does and how they think it works. I mean, I know I’m a fucking hipster tumblette, tweeting twatface, facebook addict, last.fm stats whore, myspace comment bitch and a livejournal fangirl and thus I am soooooooo internet savvy (har har), but… GOOGLE IS NOT A BROWSER, PEOPLE!!!
