I’ve been tagged by Franki, a blogger with an amazing eye for design, to share 7 previously unknown facts about myself:
- Piano music always gives me goosebumps. I played piano for 7 years before I gave up practicing from lack of interest (I can barely remember the notes). Still, I’ve never lost my appreciation for the striking sound of piano keys and the deep connection I feel with every crescendo.
- I, unlike franki, have an overwhelming fear of flying. Despite my best efforts, I will always break out into tears in varying degrees (sniffles to sobs to Oh-My-God, Get that girl a Valium). Although profoundly embarrassing, I refuse to let my phobia interfere with my desire to travel around the world. I have taken numerous terrifying overseas flights and sobbed quietly in the bathroom in every single one.
- I am convinced that my childhood home in the Midwest was haunted by an unhappy ghost. I consider myself to be a fairly skeptical person but I am certain that I encountered the ghost of a man on many occasions. As a kid, I often heard vague, incomprehensible whispering just over my shoulder whenever I was alone in a room. I trained myself to slowly exit a room backwards so that the voice could not trail after me. I often had nightmares of a tall, shadowy masculine figure that descended the stairs towards me. To this day, my mother insists that it was the combination of our loud next door neighbors and my imagination that led me to this conclusion but I still maintain that it was a ghost.
- I adore boardgames but am cursed with having the majority of my friends uninterested in a game of Scrabble. Whenever there is a gathering, I always have to suppress the urge to whip out a game of Uno or Monopoly (Because this is usually followed by a groan or sigh that translates into “Do we really have to play?”) I own quite a large collection of games: Trivial Pursuit, Cranium, Upwords, Scrabble, Dominoes, Scene It and more.
- I have the most unreliable memory. I can remember lyrics to a mediocre song, website addresses and hundreds of passwords but I cannot, even to save the life of a newborn baby, remember someone’s name 10 seconds after meeting them. I have trouble remembering the birth dates of my closest friends and always have to look up the titles of books and authors to some of my favorite stories. It’s a miracle I graduated with an English degree.
- I was originally born in Puerto Rico but haven’t revisited the island in nearly 12 years. It’s shameful to admit considering about half the island’s population are made up of my family members. Still, the increase in crime and the emotional toll of seeing so many relatives has made me reluctant to go back. It is, however, on my list. My list of things to do someday.
- I have, in my opinon, a really jarring laugh. If I find something especially funny, my laughter will easily split apart atoms. I try my best to keep it at a conservative giggle but I think it only makes things worse.
And now, to continue on this 7 fact tradition, I look towards: Cappycom, Luis at Ginza Style, Anna at The Other Blog and Vanessa at Vita Brevis, Ars Lunga.
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Ohhhh…Number 3 is very scary!
My mom’s father (who was deceased) sometimes came to visit her when I was small
-K
By Kent on 06.28.07 4:58 pm | Permalink
Man, you really don’t know us. UNO is probably our favorite group game to play. Had you come over to Darren’s on Wed. Garage Nights you would have known that.
By Luis on 06.28.07 7:25 pm | Permalink
Very well done. I am proud of you for not letting your fear of flying keep you grounded.
I agree with your mom though, it probably wasn’t a ghost just childhood fears and phobias.
So being on a plane during a thunderstorm would send you into convulsions I suppose.
By Croaker on 06.29.07 9:50 am | Permalink
Kent, I think my mother had a similar experience with her grandfather but she’s not necessarily a ghost believer either.
Luis, you’re right. I don’t forget that you guys also love playing games and I certainly did miss out on a lot of Wednesday nights. I guess I should be more specific and say none of my family members or GIRLFRIENDS like to play games with me. Oh well, I’ve always maintained that boys are cooler than GIRLS anyway.
Croaker, A plane in a thunderstorm? I think I would definitely have to be drugged to survive that. I would be in hysterics for sure.
By MC on 06.29.07 11:46 am | Permalink
Sometimes I regret breaking up with my ex-boyfriend only because he is the only person who would play Scrabble with me for hours on end.
I want to believe in ghosts, but I have never had a “ghostly” experience.
By Sasha on 06.29.07 10:05 pm | Permalink
For the record, I believe in ghosts , guardian angles, the abominable snowman, the Lochness monster, and aliens. No, I’m not kidding. I’ve also never had an experience with any of the above-mentioned things, and I have no doubt that if I did meet one I would piss myself.
Mentioning the aliens reminds me that I really, really need to finish up what I’m reading and pick up The Mothman Prophecies. My alien addiction needs to be sated.
Anyhow, I have met your challenge ma’am!
By Vanessa on 06.29.07 10:33 pm | Permalink
A plague on your house for tagging me! A plague!
By Anna on 07.01.07 3:35 pm | Permalink
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By the other blog » Blog Archive » Memes: Worse than a wildebeast pulling off a band-aid on 07.01.07 3:40 pm | Permalink
I love you too, Anna.
By MC on 07.02.07 8:30 am | Permalink
I’m *totally* with you on number 5. It was demonstrated big time when I went to a school reunion and there were no name badges.
Embarrassing beyond belief.
By Baxter Tocher on 07.04.07 1:52 pm | Permalink
Baxter, exactly my point. Especially if they remember you but you can’t remember them!
By MC on 07.04.07 2:42 pm | Permalink
MC, that was exactly what happened. I recognised them, but - names?
By Baxter Tocher on 07.04.07 3:31 pm | Permalink
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