I like to practice other languages while I'm in the shower... which for me is just Spanish and American Sign Language.
I know a little sign language (teaching it to my kids, too) and I took a few years of French, and I retained a lot of it...however, I am finding Greek much more difficult, because of the totally different alphabet...it makes learning French, at least in my case, seem kindergarten level.
I am a chocoholic... but a picky one at that.... it can't be the cheap plain bars of chocolate you get at store... has to be from one of those specialty stores... *snob, I know*
When I'm alone and baking (sometimes cooking, but mostly baking) I have a running cooking show dialog in my head. If no one is home, sometimes the commentary is out loud.
LOL, I do this too. It's because I want my own cooking show one day.
Here's a few of mine:
I love the ellipsis...I don't know why. I guarantee you I'll probably use it before I end this post. I use it WAAAAAY too much in my writing...and probably not the correct way either. Oops, there I go again...
I am always the loudest among any of my friends. I guess I'm the kid who didn't learn how to use their inside voice.
I played basketball in high school, and I had a pair of shoes that was too big. One day, during a game, one of them fell off and the ref called a time out so I could go put it on. For the rest of the school year, I was known throughout the county as "the girl who's shoe fell off in the middle of a game".
My initials are PMS, and my name means "small" in Latin...go figure. I tell all the men I work with my initials so they know to leave me alone...
Lastly, I think I talk too much. And I think Anderson Cooper is gorgeous, even if he is gay.
When ever I hear people talking low, whispering, or laughing nearby I automatically assume they are taking/laughing about me. I think this comes from being picked on at a new school when I was 12-13. That was an awful year and I ended up moving in with my grandma so that I could go back to my old school where I had tons of friends.
I also day dream a lot, especially when I'm driving. And I don't mean regular boring day dreams...I'm talking about elaborate well planned out dreams where I'm a famous movie star. I dream about the movies/TV shows I would star in, my co-stars (My current one is that "Moonlight" is back on the air and I'm playing Mick St. John's sister Olivia St. John...and that I'm staring in the movie version of "The Host"). Like I said, I have these daydreams so mapped out that it would take me hours to explain, so I'll spare you. Also, I always look great in my day dreams. I'm skinny and my hair is always perfect and I'm always dressed cute, blah blah blah. Does this make me shallow or stuck up? I don't like to think so because deep down, don't we all have this general fantasy?
Wow, that was embarrassing to admit.
Also, I love to read more than anything in the world and one of my dreams is to write a novel, but I have terrible grammar/spelling and writing skills in general. I guess it just wasn't meant to be. *sighs*
I probably have lots more that just aren't coming to mind...
I'll post them when they come to me...haha
I have terrible eyesight. When I was in college, I went on a trip with a group of friends. The hotel had a hot tub and a pool. My glasses were getting steamed up in the hot tub, so I took them off and took a dip in the pool to cool off. I went to get back in the hot tub and started talking to the guy I'd been talking to. However, I didn't know that he had gotten out and a different guy, who had a similar build and dark mustache, had gotten in. I talked to this stranger for a long time until he answered and I realized it wasn't my friend. I was mortified and now make it a point to always have my glasses near.
The last time my mom hugged me i cried. This was 3 years ago.
Every time i hear my mom and my step-sister get off the phone and she says I love you it kills me inside because i can never remember her ever telling me that she loved me. Everything i do i do it to please her because i just want to know what its like to be loved unconditionally. I just wish i could say this to her
My ex husband went into hiding to try to avoid creditors and I started getting his "bills" mailed to my address. So...I got fed up one day and called ALL OF THEM....and told them where he lived. yes, I hold grudges.
Everyone knows how miserable I am at the moment because I am unemployed. I have applied for over 40 jobs and have been called twice. I can't even watch the news because everyday more companies lay off employees and it scares me to death.
No one knows *truly* miserable and afraid I am and how low I feel when they complain about their jobs and say how they wish they would be laid off. My best friend in particular is the worst offender and I want to scream at her for being an ungrateful, self involved brat.
Utterly Absurd, I have similar day dreams too. They would take hours to explain to anyone. I usually spend most of my time envisioning the perfect outfitt to wear while said imaginary senario is taking place.
I'm in no hurry to get marrie to my bf, but I spend tons of my free time searching wedding websites and lurking on wedding blogs. I not ready for marriage, but I really really want to plan my wedding. My bf does not know this b/c it would send him running for the hills. But I have tons and tons of wedding related bookmarks. Everything from dresses, to locations to photographers, cakes you get the picture!
I hate having people over to my condo, b/c is really nice and my parents are paying a large chunk of my mortage. I continually feel guilty about this. Even though, I didn't particularly want the condo b/c it was too expensive. (not that I don't love it, I really, really do) My parents decided that it was a better investment than the one I wanted.
I am also one hairy, hairy girl. I have hair on my toes and my fingers. I'm constantly waxing and am in the process of some serious laser hair removal.
The last time my mom hugged me i cried. This was 3 years ago.
Every time i hear my mom and my step-sister get off the phone and she says I love you it kills me inside because i can never remember her ever telling me that she loved me. Everything i do i do it to please her because i just want to know what its like to be loved unconditionally. I just wish i could say this to her
CandyKisses-I went through this same thing with my grandmother, now deceased. She loved my female cousin...but never paid me any attention, gave me affection, etc. I only remember once in my life her telling me that she loved me...and I was 22 years old. Even with her gone, I am still down here trying to gain her love. I even named my son after her...I know exactly what you are feeling, sweetheart.
junebug - I think your friends are probably just being self absorbed and have no idea that they are making you feel so low. Perhaps you should tactfully remind them of your unemployment situation. If they still don't get it, tell 'em point blank that their job complaints are bothering you and that they don't have any idea HOW lucky they ARE to even HAVE a job... ESPECIALLY during these times when everyone is getting laid off and finding a job is near impossible! Best of luck to you, though
More random facts...
Despite being very outgoing, I am more of a listener than a talker. I usually end up knowing more about other people's lives than they know about mine. And despite being relatively open and shameless, there are parts of my life that I rarely disclose to anyone. I really, really hate people's sympathy and pity. Therefore, I have a tendency to downplay many situations or make comic relief out of them.
I have strong opinions about the music I listen to. I like rock the best, followed by country. Whether I will like anything else is a mixed bag and depends on the song. I figured that might come as a surprise to anyone here earlier who saw my admission to liking a few Jonas Brothers songs
Sometimes, I get really tired at night and skip showering
yes, I hold grudges.
