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