Embarrassing things about me:
I love the movie "Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion".
I dropped out of swimming lessons in either "Guppies" or "Tadpoles" (I forget which) in stubborn humilation. I can swim now, but not with any sort of style, form or finesse.
I'm secretly a hopeless romantic and want so desperately to be with someone the same, who appreciates the little things people do for each other. So naturally my boyfriend is a practical and fairly inconsiderate guy with his feet planted firmly on the ground....no sign of head in the clouds.
I like Cheez Whiz on toast.
I have been known to eat Nutella right from the jar,
When I was 10, I asked a boy named Geordie if he wanted to go steady with me (we were deeply in love, and had exchanged at least 10 sentences by this time). He bewilderedly replied "Sure, when?" and I said "uh....starting now?" and he said "for what test, though?" and I thought...oh...he thinks I said "study".
I love Tom Jones. LIke...a lot.
I have at least 16 purses.
But I wear the same shoes almost every day. Not really a shoe girl.
When I was 15, I panicked and threw my (bloodied) tampon out the bathroom window of the guy whose house I was at, because I had a crush on him, and the toilet started to overflow. Pee I could deal with, but a used tampon??? So it seemed like a good idea, and I plunged and fixed the toilet, and I thought I'd gotten away with it, and then I found out he'd found the tampon in his mother's herb garden. Fortunately, there were at least 4 other girls there that night, so I never got blamed directly. We dated; he turned out to be a freak.
I really used to believe, wholeheartedly, that I would be a successful singer, writer, or stand-up comedian.
True, I like foreign movies, art movies, documentaries....but I also laughed my ass off at "Harold and Kumar go to White Castle"....which I saw in the theater. And I will take a zombie movie over any other genre, including indie-underground-foreign-applauded-at-Cannes fare.
I love that Kelly Clarkson song "Since U Been Gone". The spelling of the title alone is enough to make me want to kill myself, and I am deeply ashamed of my love for the song....but it's SO! Good! *hangs head*
I still occasionally read Archie comics.
I have to run the faucet when I pee unless I am alone in the house; I hate the idea of someone hearing me pee.
I have eaten an entire Haagen-Dazs container of ice cream in one day. More than once.
I used to shave my toes. Not since I was about 17, though.
I also coloured the mole on my face darker every day of high school. I thought it made me look like Marilyn Monroe.
Hmm....further updates in humiliation as memory warrants.
Today I am home, in serious pain and whacked out on Robaxacet. WHO THROWS THEIR BACK OUT WHEN THEY'RE 27 YEARS OLD??? Oh.....silly fat girls. That's who. :op
I love the movie "Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion".
I dropped out of swimming lessons in either "Guppies" or "Tadpoles" (I forget which) in stubborn humilation. I can swim now, but not with any sort of style, form or finesse.
I'm secretly a hopeless romantic and want so desperately to be with someone the same, who appreciates the little things people do for each other. So naturally my boyfriend is a practical and fairly inconsiderate guy with his feet planted firmly on the ground....no sign of head in the clouds.
I like Cheez Whiz on toast.
I have been known to eat Nutella right from the jar,
When I was 10, I asked a boy named Geordie if he wanted to go steady with me (we were deeply in love, and had exchanged at least 10 sentences by this time). He bewilderedly replied "Sure, when?" and I said "uh....starting now?" and he said "for what test, though?" and I thought...oh...he thinks I said "study".
I love Tom Jones. LIke...a lot.
I have at least 16 purses.
But I wear the same shoes almost every day. Not really a shoe girl.
When I was 15, I panicked and threw my (bloodied) tampon out the bathroom window of the guy whose house I was at, because I had a crush on him, and the toilet started to overflow. Pee I could deal with, but a used tampon??? So it seemed like a good idea, and I plunged and fixed the toilet, and I thought I'd gotten away with it, and then I found out he'd found the tampon in his mother's herb garden. Fortunately, there were at least 4 other girls there that night, so I never got blamed directly. We dated; he turned out to be a freak.
I really used to believe, wholeheartedly, that I would be a successful singer, writer, or stand-up comedian.
True, I like foreign movies, art movies, documentaries....but I also laughed my ass off at "Harold and Kumar go to White Castle"....which I saw in the theater. And I will take a zombie movie over any other genre, including indie-underground-foreign-applauded-at-Cannes fare.
I love that Kelly Clarkson song "Since U Been Gone". The spelling of the title alone is enough to make me want to kill myself, and I am deeply ashamed of my love for the song....but it's SO! Good! *hangs head*
I still occasionally read Archie comics.
I have to run the faucet when I pee unless I am alone in the house; I hate the idea of someone hearing me pee.
I have eaten an entire Haagen-Dazs container of ice cream in one day. More than once.
I used to shave my toes. Not since I was about 17, though.
I also coloured the mole on my face darker every day of high school. I thought it made me look like Marilyn Monroe.
Hmm....further updates in humiliation as memory warrants.
Today I am home, in serious pain and whacked out on Robaxacet. WHO THROWS THEIR BACK OUT WHEN THEY'RE 27 YEARS OLD??? Oh.....silly fat girls. That's who. :op
I stopped going to swimming in "tadpoles" as well.
*hugs*
So, you wanna go study?