Random fact about yourself

“My art is inspired by Asian art, but not Chinese and Japanese.”
“Asian but not Chinese and Japanese” means “Korean and Japanese.”

Couple quiz results
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True Generation
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Your true generation is Gen X (62.5%).
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Gen X: Gen X are the latchkey generation who often came home from school to an empty house. Witnessing their parents’ struggles with divorce and a changing economy, they became fiercely independent and resourceful. They’re skeptical of authority, valuing self-reliance and a strong work ethic. Often overlooked between the showier Millennials and Boomers, Gen Xers are pragmatists who juggle work-life balance with a DIY spirit, tackling challenges head-on. Musically defined by grunge and alternative rock, they value authenticity and a touch of pessimism. Comfortable with technology but not reliant on it; they’re the bridge between the analog and digital worlds. While sometimes seen as cynical, they possess a dry wit and a deep loyalty to close friends and family.

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Pokemon
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This makes you Bulbasaur (85%).
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Bulbasaur embodies a harmony of nature and resilience. This curious creature, with its bright, inquisitive eyes, possesses a gentle spirit and a surprising amount of strength. Unlike its fiery or energetic counterparts, Bulbasaur finds power in patience and perseverance. The bulb on its back, a symbol of growth and potential, blossoms alongside Bulbasaur’s journey. This loyal companion isn’t afraid of hard work, using its sturdy vines to climb and explore. Bulbasaur’s nurturing nature shines through its care for the bulb, reflecting its compassion for others. Despite its unassuming demeanor, Bulbasaur possesses a hidden toughness, able to withstand harsh conditions and emerge ever stronger.

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Clean Girl
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Not Even Close: You have no elements of the clean girl aesthetic in your style.

Your true generation is Gen X (62.5%).

I went to school with this guy. It’s not fair to call him a kid. He was like 27 in high school. I think he must have been held back every year from the first through twelfth grade. He was like 6’7’’ and weighed like 280 pounds, black guy. I think he was retarded or something. Anyway, when you played volleyball, and I hated volleyball, that’s the sport I suck at the most. In baseball I can hit the ball reasonably well, and I can run and I can fake throwing good enough, and in basketball I can shoot free throws for hours, but there is no aspect of volleyball that I don’t suck at. Anyway, when you played volleyball you wanted this guy on your team because he was unstoppable. You wanted him to serve because his arms were cannons. He would spin his arm around like a cartoon character’s legs when they run and shout “CUCKOO!” every time he served and the ball went for miles. If someone tried to intercept it on the other team their arms would break. Sometimes the ball would become embedded in the ceiling and there would be no way of getting it back for the entire rest of the year. He would score like 100 times in a row before messing up and then the other team gets the ball I think, I don’t remember the rules.

This was the 9th grade. We were playing volleyball which is the shittest game ever. I really hate volleyball. So, this was 9th grade so we were all like 13-ish. There was this black kid. He must have been held back 27 times. He was a full-ass adult with sideburns. He was like 7 feet tall, 240 pounds. He was stronger than any 4 kids combined. When he was on my team that was the best. We had him serve. His arm is like a rocket. He would shout “Koo-koo!” spin his arm around like the road runner and then launch the ball with enough force to break someone’s face. He was a scoring machine. Several times he hit the ball so hard it got permanently stuck in the ceiling, which is about 50 feet above the ground. We lost so many fucking balls because he hit them into the ceiling.