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Okay, well, here goes. im copying chris's 6 not so interesting fact things....
1) When i was born, my mothers heart was failing, and she came very close to dying whilst having me, and i apparently came close too as i was under distress.
2) When I was 5 I learnt how to swim, and i went to this swimming group called 'little ducklings' at the ladies college. I saw a different group of kids jumping into the deep end, and i wanted to do it as they made it look fun, so i went and jumped in. I nearly drowned, and i remember being right under the water and not knowing what to do, i was really scared and i couldnt breathe, then all of a sudden orange shorts came towards me under the water and pulled me out. It was all very baywatch. Im still scared to jump into the deep end in the swimming pool to this day.
3) When i was 6, i used to go to austria alot to see my aunt and uncle, who lived in villach, they lived in a house, right out in the middle of nowhere, opposite was a massive forest, i remember going there alot in the easter holidays, and i used to believe in the easter bunny with more passion than i believed in santa, the tooth fairy or any other kind of childhood character your meant to believe exsists. Its because my aunt used to hide eggs all around the garden (she used to make them herself knit them and fill them with sweets) and id go around hunting for them, and i always thought it was left by the bunny. I remember once, i was just about to go on my hunt for eggs, and i saw a bambi (a really young deer) in the garden, and because my aunt used to leave food out, they used to be really tame, and i actually got really close and stroked it. I will always cherish that memory. She also used to have a little dachshund dog called Sam, and he was gorgeous, he used to run around into the forest and i used to chase him :)
4) I have fucked up toes. Pretty much all my close friends know this. I had ingrowing toenails, when i was about 11/12? So they decided to do an operation on them, which they usually do on grown men, not children, to take a section of my skin out. I had it done on both toes, and it hurt like hell. They put real stitches in them whilst recovering, and having them taken out was the most painful thing, along with when they were taking the bandages off my feet, they were so stuck together with blood and hurt when the nurse tugged at them, that i had to be taken to hospital in an ambulance, and sit on a ward with both feet in a bowl of water to soak them off. I remember sitting there from 4, and the last bit fell off at midnight. I was so tired. Then when they healed the one was still painful, so i had to have it re-done, this time privately not on the NHS. It was a better experience, the surgeon seemed to know what he was doing, but he couldnt properly fix my toe. Both toes now, have damaged nailbeds from where the first surgeon (aka butcher) buggered them up and didnt know what the hell he was doing. I will now always have damaged nailbeds, which means i have to get the nails filed down, every year, as they grow upwards instead of outwards, and they always have to be covered in nailvarnish, because underneath they will always look like ive trapped my toes in a door, as they are bruised/look bloody underneath.
5) Im completely and utterly unorganised. If you say you'll meet me at 10, im guarenteed to show up at 10:15. Its just the way it is, I dont know why it is, well i guess i faff around too much. I take about 20 mins to actually leave the house, when i say im going to leave, a million things pop in to my head that i have forgotten, or that i need to do, sometimes i dont need to do them, but sometimes i actually do. If people rush me out of the house or talk at me whilst im trying to leave, im likely to bite their head off and ram it down the nearest toilet. I CANNOT be yakked at whilst im trying to concentrate on what im thinking about to get me ready to leave the house. Its always my mother that yaks at me :P And she's the one person who can annoy me with one word, and usually a non offensive one. I don't know why. But yeah, anyone rushing me, well they can go away, because its not going to make me go any quicker, it just annoys me, and slows me down. Im also messy too, i like things my way, so i can find them, yes it maybe on the floor, but whats it to you? its my system :P
6) When I was a small child, i used to hear voices, yes yes yes, i know :P it sounds weird, but i sometimes wonder if it was after my nan died, because i must have been very little (around 3, when my gran died), as i was in the second house ive ever lived in and we only lived there til i was 4. I sometimes wonder if it was gran trying to talk to me, because you hear that children are more open minded about things, so they are capable of seeing/hearing spirits..