Sunday, October 19, 2014
Here's an ACTUAL "Things About Me" post
I filled out a questionnaire on things about me the other day.... but the more I thought about it ... the more I realized that if I were to ACTUALLY fill out a things about me survey I would have to be more honest, the more it would look like this:
I don't like entertaining people
The first thing I notice about the opposite sex is their smile
I write. ALL THE TIME. that's all I do. I write and write and write. I write when I am writing. I write when I am walking. I write when I am working.
I love wine and books and tea. And I go to the gym regularly; but will always feel like I need to lose ten pounds.
I think about my weight all of the time.
I sometimes look at girls on the subway and think "she must have a boyfriend because she's thin"
Happiness is being able to eat ice cream without worrying about how to work it off
I always sneeze in threes
I hate night clubs
My first drink was when I was 21 years old
I never believed in Santa Claus
I wrote a secret note addressed to no one---rather like a time capsule---that I slid into a loose board at in the Bethel Pentecostal Sanctuary in Goderich, Ontario ( where my dad was pastoring at the time)
I will ( and can) walk for hours on end
I have S Club 7 on my ipod
I cannot cook.
I hate untidy spaces.
I don't eat red meat.
I sometimes don't pay my phone bill on time
I don't know how to talk on dates, so I giggle.
I once went to speed-dating and it was the worst night of my life (only SLIGHT hyperbole)
My confident exterior is a ruse for the fact that I am shaking inside.
I am a natural introvert, conditioned to act like an extrovert.
I was terrible in French at school
I still sometimes have to look up what the word "complacency" means
I am actually quite shy in person. Social media is a godsend.
I love going to the movies by myself
I am rarely lonely: except when I'm in crowds
I dread small talk
I wish I didn't impulse-buy clothes, shoes, and scarves
I keep a bar of chocolate at my desk when I am writing
People often tell me they think I'm a snob when they first meet me. Little do they realize it is because I am more nervous than they are.
I sometimes eat microwave popcorn for dinner
I have never wanted kids; but I have always wanted to be married.
I am a ridiculously hopeless romantic and imagine myself in love all of the time. ( Do colours seem different? Are sounds more acute? Do things really blur into rose-coloured wonder? Does everything but the person to whom you are attached fade ?)
I hate the words "stake" and "steak"
I cried in Kindergarten when the copy of The Sleep Book by Dr. Seuss that my dad read to me aloud every night had to be returned to the library ( don't worry: it was then I learned I could sign it out again)
I want strawberries at my wedding because Emma Woodhouse mentioned them. But, I dread the fact that I might never marry and that the hours of imaginative planning for my wedding will go unrealized
I sometimes sleep with a book under my pillow in hopes that I'll dream about it
I can remember dreams I had as a child
I love my city.
I wear second-hand clothes prowled from thrift shops ( I hate things w labels and I never want anyone to recognize where I purchased a piece of clothing)
I often prefer my own company to being with others, though most people think me an extrovert
I walked out of The Notebook
I wanted Rose to end up with Mr. Andrews in Titanic.
I love visiting my parents in their small town and watching BBC miniseries in their rec room
I should make my lunch more often
I try to read five books a week ( mostly on the subway)
I keep waiting for life to happen
I often wake up with panic attacks in the middle of the night and am thankful that iCarly is on television in re-runs. That show has seen me through some of the roughest nights of my life
I love classical music and treasure going to the symphony by myself.
My greatest fear is dying alone.
I am allergic to lilacs.
I cannot remember a time I didn't want to have a book published.
I measure things in hurdles I have to jump
I am a life-long day dreamer
I cannot drive as I don't have my license
I love Christmas
I'm scared of spiders
I fill silences immediately, thinking they'll eventually become awkward
I'd rather anticipate failure than revel in hope
I read The Blue Castle more than once a month
I have a Rubbermaid container full of long-hand scribbles under my childhood bed in my parent's house and I rarely look at it when I visit