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7 Facts

While going through my daily blog reads, I noticed about 4-5 people that had done this. Thought I'd take a stab at it, out of sheer boredom.


List 7 things about yourself and then tag 7 other people who will then list 7 facts about themselves.

1. My bed is just the right size for me. If I stretch my legs out, my toes will touch the end of the bed. But it's not a problem, because I always sleep curled up.

2. I have the worst habit of sitting with my legs crossed ALL THE TIME. I did it at school, uni, while I'm on the computer, in the car, while I'm eating - you name it, if I have the space I'll do it.

3. I'm always over-prepared for everything. When I go on trips, I'm always the one that comes with enough food to feed me for a week if we got stranded. I always pack water. I carry around a makeup bag complete with full-face makeup (foundation, blush, lipgloss etc.), dettol, body lotion, band-aids, bobby pins, perfume. I'll often pack two or more of something 'just in case'.

4. I skipped school on a weekly-fortnightly basis starting at the end of year 9, and didn't get caught once.

5. When I was younger, I had a picture book about two animal friends that could jump into their drawings. E.g., they'd draw a picture of London, pack their bags and jump into their drawing, ending up in London. One day I packed up my things, grabbed my pink bear's hand and proceeded to jump into the book. It never worked. I was bummed. During that, my mum walked past my room and asked me where I was going. I told her something along the lines of, "into the book".

6. I was a safe kid. I was never seriously injured i.e. breaking a bone or suffering from any major blood loss for whatever reason. The closest I got to an injury was that day I decided to put my thumb under the giant stapler because I was curious. The next thing I saw was a heap of blood.

7. During the past 4-5 years, I've developed fears of things I never used to be afriad of. One year at the show I was on the Mega Drop, the next I was screaming while on the Toys 'R Us elevator. One year I was skating around Ice Arena without a care in the world, the next I was clinging to the side of the kid's rink for dear life. Yeah ..


Toodles. x

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