20 random facts meme
Okay, this has been floating around recently, and I got tagged to do it by demonqueen666, so I bring you…
Write 20 random facts about yourself and then tag the same amount of people as minutes it takes you to write the facts.
1. I grow my hair really long, and when it starts to drive me batshit crazy, I lop off 15-18” of it and donate it to charity. (I’ve done it three times now.)
2. Speaking of hair, when I was a college freshman, I decided I was tired of my hair’s normal color and wanted to dye it dark brown. Instead of using a timer for that purpose, I chose to use my watch. That would have been fine, except I got caught up in the book I was reading and completely lost track of time. My hair turned black. I did not want black hair, so I decided to lighten it up with red (as my hair has reddish highlights in it normally.) That turned it a black cherry color. Next I decided to add in some blonde to lighten it up (all in the same weekend, mind you…). My hair did get a bit lighter. Unfortunately, I hadn’t put the dark brown completely down to my roots because I didn’t want a dark skull, but I did put the other two colors all the way to the roots. You guessed it; I had flaming orange roots. Needless to say, I have not dyed my hair since. (Although I might have to start soon if I get too many more of these damn grey hairs.)
3. I wanted to be a doctor from the time I was two and followed a pre-med (Neuroscience/Chemistry/Psychology) track through the first four years of college. Now I remember nothing of it (except for some weird random facts), so I feel like I wasted a good portion of my academic career.
4. I was accepted to the “Take 5” program at the University of Rochester where I got a fifth year tuition free to study something outside my major. I created a program centered on medieval/early Renaissance Britain. (I don’t remember all that much from this either, but it was a heck of a lot more fun.)
5. I have ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder), which in my case means that my mind typically works on two levels (usually one more “mindless” such as a song or a list of what I need to get done and one more complex/immediate) at all times. It can get quite frustrating.
6. Due at least partially to the ADD, I am an incredible procrastinator. I need a rapidly approaching deadline to infuse me with enough adrenaline to focus my mind. (I might have mentioned to some of you that I twice researched and wrote 20+ page research papers in under 24 hours. And I got A’s on both.) I think the cramming the night before exams that this procrastination often causes is one of the main reasons I remember so little of my college studies.
7. I’ve officially worked with kids for almost eight years (unofficially for 18 if you count babysitting as a teen) and I am pretty damn good at it (not to be immodest), but I really am not so fond of children and don’t want any of my own.
8. I’m terrified of heights. And it’s not just for me, either. If someone I’m with is too near an edge, I start freaking out inside. I think it’s partially due to the time my mother fell back against our deck rail, which broke, causing her to fall a story down to the concrete pool deck. That was a wee bit upsetting, although (thank God), she has suffered no lasting ill effects.
9. I am extremely critical of most everything, especially of myself. If someone posts something negative or says something negative about an anonymous other, I always assume it’s me.
10. I love board games, especially word or trivia games. I’ve never lost at Pop Culture Trivial Pursuit, despite some fierce competition.
11. I’ve always been a solitary person. From pretty much the instant I taught myself to read at age three, I have preferred being alone with a book to being with others. I think I’m destined to become a cat lady.
12. I hate facing problems and typically avoid problems/confrontation at all cost. Even if it is a minor problem, easily taken care of, I still avoid it. (Until, of course, it becomes so big it blows up in my face.)
13. I don’t have a green thumb. In fact, I manage to kill pretty much all plants I come in contact with. (Except, somehow, the spider plant that was the result of a ninth grade science project. Of course, now that Sawyer has decided it’s yummy, I don’t predict it will last much longer. I think it’s too much to expect a plant to survive both me and a plant-munching cat. *grin*)
14. I cry easily at books/movies/television shows (especially Cold Case). I still cry when Bambi’s mother dies and when E.T. “dies” despite the fact I’ve seen them a zillion times. I think I got that from my mom, who cried so hard when reading Old Yeller to me that she couldn’t finish it, and I had to read the end to myself.
15. From my father, I got the “packing gene”. I cannot estimate sizes whatsoever (is that 2 feet long? 3 feet long?), but give me a bunch of stuff and I can pack it very efficiently, with minimal wasted space. This was a very useful skill in my college years and immediately afterwards when I moved all the damn time.
16. I hate watching theater (at least partially because it moves too slowly for my ADD mind which starts to wander tastes), but I have gone twice a year for ten years to community theater productions to support my best friend.
17. Despite my dislike of theater, in college most of my friends were associated somehow with “Drama House”, and I helped out behind the scenes of numerous plays and was part of a dance troupe that was associated with it.
18. I went to my first (and only) opera (hated it) and my first porn (hated that too) on the same night during my freshman year of college. I then attended the porn every following year as a member of Cinema Group (and even helped pick it out the years I was chairperson). I also was usually one of the people that had to frisk the students entering to make sure they weren’t concealing any contraband. (These kinds of experiences made my college years not a complete waste. *grin*)
19. When I was a kid, I anthropomorphized everything. I truly believed that all of the inanimate objects around me had feelings and talked and moved whenever I wasn’t in the room. (I still sort of do. Damn you Toy Story!)
20. I’m a very risk-adverse person. (Some people might say I’m a stick-in-the-mud.) I don’t drink, I’ve never smoked or done drugs, I always wear my seatbelt, etc., etc. I’m often envious of my sister and her experiences because she never seems leery of doing anything. (Of course, I’m not so envious that I start to do those things.)
I’m supposed to tag a person for each minute that this took me to write, but I don’t think there are enough people on my flist that I regularly talk to that haven’t done this already, so whoever wants to do it, feel free. I’m definitely curious to read this from others.
Write 20 random facts about yourself and then tag the same amount of people as minutes it takes you to write the facts.
1. I grow my hair really long, and when it starts to drive me batshit crazy, I lop off 15-18” of it and donate it to charity. (I’ve done it three times now.)
2. Speaking of hair, when I was a college freshman, I decided I was tired of my hair’s normal color and wanted to dye it dark brown. Instead of using a timer for that purpose, I chose to use my watch. That would have been fine, except I got caught up in the book I was reading and completely lost track of time. My hair turned black. I did not want black hair, so I decided to lighten it up with red (as my hair has reddish highlights in it normally.) That turned it a black cherry color. Next I decided to add in some blonde to lighten it up (all in the same weekend, mind you…). My hair did get a bit lighter. Unfortunately, I hadn’t put the dark brown completely down to my roots because I didn’t want a dark skull, but I did put the other two colors all the way to the roots. You guessed it; I had flaming orange roots. Needless to say, I have not dyed my hair since. (Although I might have to start soon if I get too many more of these damn grey hairs.)
3. I wanted to be a doctor from the time I was two and followed a pre-med (Neuroscience/Chemistry/Psychology) track through the first four years of college. Now I remember nothing of it (except for some weird random facts), so I feel like I wasted a good portion of my academic career.
4. I was accepted to the “Take 5” program at the University of Rochester where I got a fifth year tuition free to study something outside my major. I created a program centered on medieval/early Renaissance Britain. (I don’t remember all that much from this either, but it was a heck of a lot more fun.)
5. I have ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder), which in my case means that my mind typically works on two levels (usually one more “mindless” such as a song or a list of what I need to get done and one more complex/immediate) at all times. It can get quite frustrating.
6. Due at least partially to the ADD, I am an incredible procrastinator. I need a rapidly approaching deadline to infuse me with enough adrenaline to focus my mind. (I might have mentioned to some of you that I twice researched and wrote 20+ page research papers in under 24 hours. And I got A’s on both.) I think the cramming the night before exams that this procrastination often causes is one of the main reasons I remember so little of my college studies.
7. I’ve officially worked with kids for almost eight years (unofficially for 18 if you count babysitting as a teen) and I am pretty damn good at it (not to be immodest), but I really am not so fond of children and don’t want any of my own.
8. I’m terrified of heights. And it’s not just for me, either. If someone I’m with is too near an edge, I start freaking out inside. I think it’s partially due to the time my mother fell back against our deck rail, which broke, causing her to fall a story down to the concrete pool deck. That was a wee bit upsetting, although (thank God), she has suffered no lasting ill effects.
9. I am extremely critical of most everything, especially of myself. If someone posts something negative or says something negative about an anonymous other, I always assume it’s me.
10. I love board games, especially word or trivia games. I’ve never lost at Pop Culture Trivial Pursuit, despite some fierce competition.
11. I’ve always been a solitary person. From pretty much the instant I taught myself to read at age three, I have preferred being alone with a book to being with others. I think I’m destined to become a cat lady.
12. I hate facing problems and typically avoid problems/confrontation at all cost. Even if it is a minor problem, easily taken care of, I still avoid it. (Until, of course, it becomes so big it blows up in my face.)
13. I don’t have a green thumb. In fact, I manage to kill pretty much all plants I come in contact with. (Except, somehow, the spider plant that was the result of a ninth grade science project. Of course, now that Sawyer has decided it’s yummy, I don’t predict it will last much longer. I think it’s too much to expect a plant to survive both me and a plant-munching cat. *grin*)
14. I cry easily at books/movies/television shows (especially Cold Case). I still cry when Bambi’s mother dies and when E.T. “dies” despite the fact I’ve seen them a zillion times. I think I got that from my mom, who cried so hard when reading Old Yeller to me that she couldn’t finish it, and I had to read the end to myself.
15. From my father, I got the “packing gene”. I cannot estimate sizes whatsoever (is that 2 feet long? 3 feet long?), but give me a bunch of stuff and I can pack it very efficiently, with minimal wasted space. This was a very useful skill in my college years and immediately afterwards when I moved all the damn time.
16. I hate watching theater (at least partially because it moves too slowly for my ADD mind which starts to wander tastes), but I have gone twice a year for ten years to community theater productions to support my best friend.
17. Despite my dislike of theater, in college most of my friends were associated somehow with “Drama House”, and I helped out behind the scenes of numerous plays and was part of a dance troupe that was associated with it.
18. I went to my first (and only) opera (hated it) and my first porn (hated that too) on the same night during my freshman year of college. I then attended the porn every following year as a member of Cinema Group (and even helped pick it out the years I was chairperson). I also was usually one of the people that had to frisk the students entering to make sure they weren’t concealing any contraband. (These kinds of experiences made my college years not a complete waste. *grin*)
19. When I was a kid, I anthropomorphized everything. I truly believed that all of the inanimate objects around me had feelings and talked and moved whenever I wasn’t in the room. (I still sort of do. Damn you Toy Story!)
20. I’m a very risk-adverse person. (Some people might say I’m a stick-in-the-mud.) I don’t drink, I’ve never smoked or done drugs, I always wear my seatbelt, etc., etc. I’m often envious of my sister and her experiences because she never seems leery of doing anything. (Of course, I’m not so envious that I start to do those things.)
I’m supposed to tag a person for each minute that this took me to write, but I don’t think there are enough people on my flist that I regularly talk to that haven’t done this already, so whoever wants to do it, feel free. I’m definitely curious to read this from others.