Some of you who read this don't actually know much about me so I thought that todays post would give you an insight into who Nanners really is...I personally think that it's the little things that make a person interesting...I am by no means going to start from birth and tell you details of my 1oth birthday party but just the things that make me tick on an everyday basis. So here I go....
I sleep with my window open all year round, I need cold pillows and a fan blowing on my face at all times when I sleep no matter what the temperature is; I think chocolate and mint should never meet only chocolate and peanut butter should exist; I hate peas (my father once told me that I would not be able to get down from the table when I was around 10 until I finished my peas...so I force fed myself the peas and then simutaneoulsy through them up in the centre of my plate to make a statement) I hate spicy food and beans; I could literally eat pizza for every meal, I dance in my room or in my apartment to really loud music when I am alone; when I wash dishes and my roomate is here I only listen to jazz music from the 1940's; I read People.com every single day, mainly to look at the pictures; I read magazines from the back to the front usually...just a habit that I started when I was younger; diamonds actually truly and sincerely make me really happy; I talk to my mother every single day about 5 or 6 times; I am smarter than people think I am...I can whip out facts that knock the socks off people; I am addicted to Wikipedia and I have it set on my google homepage; I love shows that involve murder and kidnapping...I really don't know why; I am pretty materialistic; I make my decisions based on emotion, not on logic..big downfall; I can't sleep on Christmas Eve no matter what-even though I am 27 the excitement of Christmas Day is so strong that I can't sleep; I bite my nails; bleach my hair; surf the internet for ailments that I think that I may have; I sometimes eat cookies or brownies for breakfast and then I feel really sick by 1pm; I always have to have my bed against a wall..so I can sleep against the wall; I can only sit in booths at restaurants...I get anxious sitting at tables in the middle of a restaurant; I can't touch cotton balls; because it gives me goose bumps and I dry heave; I have broken my right arm twice, my left arm once, broken my index finger in a New Years fire place accident, dislocated my ankle, broke my toe 3 times and was hit in the head with a line drive at the Blue Jays game and it cracked my skull and I suffered short term memory loss at the home opener on April Fool's day when I was 16; I am addicted to diet coke but I have cut back dramtically; I can imitate accents-my mom wanted me to become an interpreter for the government when I was a kid because I could pick up languages and dialects so quickly...can you picture me as an interpreter? I would be a UN forum being like "The ambassador from Moscow says you have a giant ass and yes, he has nuclear weapons." I wouldn't be able to take it seriously.
Anyway, my wrist hurts...I am done writing.
Happy Friday,
Nanners
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