We'll see how far I get. I'm tired.
365 things about me
- I'm 5'6.
- In high school, elizabeth had a website and she posted a picture of me, tanned, grinning sleepily, in the car on the way home from the beach. The caption was "5'5 with brown eyes... smile like the sunrise" like the song. I didn't correct her.
- My mom just called, and when I told her what I was doing, she suggested that I add this tid-bit, which I have probably heard, but forgotten: When I was a toddler, I really wanted to wear an ace bandage wrapped around my waist (over my shirt) and a polka-dotted shower cap. My mom, when faced with the task of going against my desire to do so, gave in and let me wear the outfit. She swears every mother who noticed in the grocery store understood.
- I have terrible vision. I wear contacts, and it's correctable, but it's bad without them.
- I usually have tan lines yearround.
- I wear short skirts because I like my legs. I am not ashamed of this.
- For my Bat Mitzvah, I couldn't find a dress that fit. That's how awkward I was. We had to have one made by a dressmaker. I ended up loving the entire experience. She did all the alterations on every prom dress I wore.
- I am a mess. I work so hard to be organized, but... alas...
- I lived in Texas until I was 10. I am glad I moved. I think bad things would have happened if I hadn't moved.
- I think Dr. Pepper is an aberration.
- I used to live in a castle.
- I find Hugh Laurie extremely attractive.
- I watched the new Hannah Montana movie illegally online last week. I loved it.
- I grew up line dancing to Billy Ray Cyrus' "Achey Breakey Heart."
- I was the north texas state champion horseback rider two years running. I'd love to ride again. Take me riding. I'll love you forever.
- I think it's horrible that the brookline high school/middle school girls are trying to pull off wearing stockings and tank tops. I don't understand. You need to get dressed to come to school. If I can see your underwear through your stockings, that's a problem. This coming from a girl whose high school had no dress code, and.. well, I've worn my share of slutty things. I've pushed many envelopes. If I think it's bad... it's bad.
- I love V8.
- Smells transport me. Whenever I smell a certain variety of the "outdoor barbecue" smell, I am transported to Shade street, almost done with the run, pushing hard, trying to keep up with the older, faster girls, and smelling that food, and almost hurling, but still running...
- There is always a moment when you walk outside and it just smells different. In this moment, you know it's spring. In 2006, I was walking back from the bus stop in Well, Limburg, NL. I had a huge backpack on that I was struggling to carry. I had just spent the weekend in Amsterdam with my mother, who had come all the way from Boston to visit me. I remember it so clearly. I was wearing those american eagle jeans, the danskos she'd just bought me, my trench coat, and I had my old, pre-ipod mp3 player with me. It was damp, and I just knew.
- I hate intolerance.
- I would wear a chunky digital watch with a cocktail dress, if no one reminded me not to.
- Ooh, lesson idea: list stories that you've heard, or that you've told, a million times. or, added onto my oral tradition strand... hmm...
- I'm so psyched that Tep moved in down the street. I was getting sick of driving to Watertown. Thank GOD.
- I wish I remembered everything, even though I know I'd be totally overwhelmed.
- I <3>
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