I used to draw a comic strip called “Spike” for my elementary school newspaper.
I have terrible ears. When I was little they were so bad we made numerous trips to the emergency room in the middle of the night.
I have never done any of the following: a) drawn my name and a boy’s name in a heart, b) written my name with a boy’s last name attached, or c) had a crush on any boys in high school.
I’ve only had two boyfriends.
I didn’t drink until I was seventeen. I decided I’d done enough stupid shit I regretted without drinking that I didn’t want to do it until I was more mature.
I don’t like to kiss while having sex. One or the other, please.
I have 43 CDs that I’ve never listened to.
I have never smoked a cigarette.
I hate to run, except after yoga.
Most people over 70 give me the heebie jeebies. Even my own grandparents.
I used to have a pet calf named Lucy who always tried to follow me on the bus. I found her killed and half-eaten by coyotes one morning.
My favorite plants are succulents because they are harder to kill.
I am terrified of lightning, but love storms. If the lightning gets too bad, though, I freak out.
I used to hate the taste of water.
The only time I drink milk is with oreos, ginger snaps, or Dad’s oatmeal cookies.
I don’t like most cakes, although I love my sister’s cheesecake because she always burns the sides for me.
I hate going to the gym.
I am bilingual. I speak french fluently and hope to learn spanish and italian.
Italian, not “eye”-talian. I hate when people say that.
I can’t write an “8″ like most people. I draw one circle on top of the other.
My favorite food is stir-fry and peanut sauce.
I am an incredibly fast reader.
I love to watch hypnotists.
My favorite drink is a dark rum paralyzer.
I hate the song “O Canada”.
Sports announcers annoy the hell out of me, unless they are on the radio. Otherwise, I can see for myself.
I have never gotten my driver’s license.
As much as I hate telemarketers or phone surveyers, I can’t hang up on them – I used to be one. I was very good at it.
I have been told that I have exceptional manners over the phone.
I have never been so drunk that I’ve thrown up.
In fact, I rarely get the stomach flu. I usually only throw up from stress.
Sometimes, I like to play mind games with the boys I sleep with.
I see and speak to my family fairly often, but I’m not particularly close to any of them.
I bought a $100 bearded dragon on an impulse.
I’ve never had a credit card.
I have been to more concerts than most 21 year olds I know. I have also seen bands most people have never heard of.
I don’t believe in a) true love, b) the One, or c) god.
I bite my cuticles raw and even though it hurts it’s soothing.
I have had very good eyes my entire life, but staring at a screen all day at work is wearing them out.
This sort of excites me – I’ve always wanted glasses.
I buy very cheap watches because I get sick of them frequently and want a change.
That is also why I dye my own hair.
I can type very quickly but I don’t know how to type properly.
I love maple bacon on toast with cheez whiz. Especially for supper.
Ice cream and yogurt give me terrible stomach cramps, but I like it so I eat it anyways.
I used to hate asparagus but now I love it slightly cooked and covered in melted butter.
I wrote an 120-page novel when I was thirteen and it accidentally got erased from my computer. I still never back up my work.
I feel lonely most of the time.
I used to love the smell of cigarettes but now I get sick if I am around it too much. My best friend knows this and smokes around me anyways – even in our apartment when we lived together.
I am a terrible neat freak.
I don’t like children. I think they all whine too much.
Lots of people think I am a bitch before they get to know me. Then they’re sure I am.
I would rather go to a concert with my mother than anyone else.
I am very interested in photography but I rarely take pictures.
When I was fourteen I taught art classes at the Art Gallery.
I got kicked out of University for misunderstanding instructions.
I love the game “The Sims” but find it incredibly addictive.
I know it’s selfish, but I hate it when my girlfriends have boyfriends.
I love that I’ve stayed best friends with a girl I made out with.
Sometimes I miss living with her but I’m happier where I am now.
I hate artificial lighting and I love hardwood floors.
I love the stories on the last page of “Martha Stewart: Living”.
I am scared to move away.
I hate riding my bike against the wind.
I bought the movie “The Doors” having never seen it. I waited months to watch it because I was scared I’d hate it. It’s one of my very favorite movies.
I have always loved spelling tests.
I don’t know how to study.
I have been told that I give incredible head.
I hate getting head.
I love watching football.
I am a very good foosball player and a terrible pool player.
I love bowling.
Sometimes I get curious about meeting my bio-dad but I don’t do anything about it. I wouldn’t want to hurt my mom or my step-dad.
I don’t think my eleven year old sister knows we have different fathers.
My dad is one of the smartest men I have ever met. He can fix anything.
I have a hard time telling people I love them.
My nails grow incredibly fast but I hate having long nails.
I love to play in the rain half naked in the middle of the night.
When I get colds I get depressed and stay sick for an incredibly long time.
As much as I want to be a teacher, it scares me because I really don’t like kids.
I want to lose weight but I don’t want to change my eating or excercise habits.
When I was little I hated losing teeth. Now I have nightmares about my teeth falling out.
I always feel lonely at Christmas.
I don’t like the green in my hazel eyes so I tell people that they’re brown.
I work through my coffee breaks, which adds up to an extra hour and forty minutes a week that I don’t get paid for. That’s $52.50 per month. But I don’t say anything.
I have a $200 travel credit to use but I can’t afford to go anywhere.
I think everything looks more colorful in the rain.
I love to sweep and vacuum but I hate to wash or dry dishes.
I have been an art instructor, a teacher assistant, and a travel agent – all without any training.
I have flown first class once – on a plane to Campbell River at 2 am.
People who get plastic surgery to look like someone else disgust me.
I love to play cards. I am a great euchre player.
I prefer games with trump.
I hate organizing for other people.
I hate how trees look in the winter, except those days where they are covered in frost and they glow.
I don’t get along with most women.
I have smoked pot with my mother.
I am terrified of bees and wasps. I think because I have never been stung.
I complain about my weight now, but I tried really hard to gain it. Everyone used to make fun of how skinny I was in school.
I liked Disneyland better than Walt Disney World, but Epcot was my favorite.
I love peanut butter on carrots.
What I miss the most about my job at the elementary school is speaking french. Also, the days off were great.
I don’t read as much as I would like to.
I hated working in a restaurant. I never want to do it again.
When I was in elementary school we used to get to watch “The Flintstones” every noon hour.
I used to work with a seven year old with Tourette’s. His favorite word was “Chicken”. He said it so often that after work I would find myself sitting at home saying, “Chicken, chicken, chicken…”
When I was in grade seven I refused to give mouth-to-mouth to the dummy. I thought it was disgusting.
I received a collection of canvasses for my sixteenth birthday. They are still under my old bed at my parents’ house.
I have a black and white photograph of my boobs on my bedroom wall. It was in an art exhibtion.
I first got drunk at a bar at age seventeen.
I didn’t like the taste of beer until I was nineteen, when I was sleeping with a guy with nothing but Pilsner in his fridge.
I buy cheap purses for the same reason I buy cheap watches.
The color I think looks best on me is brown.
I didn’t wear make-up until I was nineteen.
Sometimes I wear fake glasses.
I hate talking to people on the phone.
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hey there, thanks for commenting and the link. My first stop is always an “about me” section. So glad to know that I’m not the only one who dreams about teeth falling out. Isn’t it creepy?
Comment by bloggadocio November 5, 2006 @ 8:46 pmHey, I love your blog. The 365 photos are fantastic. Come check out my blog (I’m on 25peeps, bw photo with glasses). I’ll click on you lots because clothes and faces should stay UP on the site. Julia
Comment by Julia January 27, 2007 @ 9:40 pmPlease feel free to delete this comment after you’ve read it…for some reason I can’t seem to find your email.
I’m asking all my favourite bloggers to have a look at my latest post and, if they feel moved and have the time and/or space on their blog…to blog a link to it.
You’ll see why when you check out the post.
Thanks chica!
Comment by Buffy March 23, 2007 @ 5:12 pmHi! I really like your blog! =) People in Kansas say “italian” in that way? ‘eye’talian? AHAH too funny =) I’m laughing beacuse I’m italian and I’ve never thought that people could say “italian” in this strange way! I don’t have a blog but I added you as friend on Flickr
!!!. Ciao, Claudia.
p.s. I’m sorry for my awful english..
Comment by Claudia June 5, 2008 @ 2:34 amwow haha you sound like me! thats so crazy.. haha
Comment by Brittany November 17, 2008 @ 2:05 pm