I was clearly struck by my nephew’s question a few weeks ago and have been thinking about who exactly I am. This is just a collection of things about me.
I go slightly out of my way to step on crunchy looking leaves.
I drink way too much coffee, knowing that I shouldn’t.
I leave Facebook up all the time, but I’m always doing other things.
I don’t like talking on the phone.
I would rather talk in person or text.
I don’t trust people easily, but once I do, they pretty much have my trust forever.
I like to talk.
I love to listen.
I am actually beginning to like my hair.
I am absolutely fascinated with my college and its president. (and his wife)
I sing at the top of my lungs when I’m alone in my car.
I also yell at all the cars around me.
I say shoot, golly, darn, Jeez, oh-my, and yikes.
I laugh at inappropriate times.
I don’t wear shorts…. it’s a thing.
I am a cat person.
I stare at the clouds.
I am slightly obsessed with musicals.
I don’t like waking up.
I love driving.
I say what I think, even when it’ll get me into trouble.
I hate all pictures of myself.
I would do anything for the ones I love.
I wear Sperry’s or flip-flops all the time.
I might possibly be slightly judgemental sometimes.
I read more into things than I usually should.
I would be lost without my iPhone.
I am aware how sad my dependence on technology is.
I will be a teacher one day.
I am waiting for you to ask me, “what’s wrong.”
I think for myself.
I read Postsecret every week.
I listen to Pandora more than iTunes.
I can pretty much quote most episodes of Gilmore Girls.
I think bubble wrap is a great form of therapy.
I give second chances.
I can lick my elbow. (no joke. I really can.)
I rely heavily on my sister’s approval.
I like hot tea, not iced tea.
I wish I played the violin. Or the cello, guitar, or banjo.
I have a guitar that I don’t know how to play.
I am unbelievably low maintenance.
I am a little obsessed with apple. The company, not the fruit.
I tend to trip over my own feet and fall up stairs.
I like to make lists.
I am left handed.
I wish I had said, “Yes” and taken that risk.
I cry at sad movies and books.
I am on my way to finally being happy.
I try to just be a normal girl.
what about YOU?