The Yanks lost. As I sit here listening to Jon Stewart mock the oil crisis, I’d love to be witty and join in; however, I’m too angered over the game. So I decided I’d start making a list of 100 things about myself. I’ll post what I come up with, as I come up with it, and eventually I suppose I’ll post the entire list at once up top somewhere. Here it goes…
- I was born on Groundhogs Day—February 2nd—this means that each year on my birthday, my mom asks me if I’ve seen my shadow; it never gets old.
- My favorite color is green; when I was a kid I remember someone once telling me this meant I was weird—well, green actually denotes balance, harmony, and stability and is the national color of Ireland—I’ll take it.
I love the beach—I think it is so completely relaxing.- I am the oldest sibling of 3—my brother, Kyle is 21 months younger than me, and my sister, Breanna, is 5 years younger.
- I have an unhealthy obsession with the show One Tree Hill—I’m talking I laugh, cry and every other emotion you can think of, with them—I honestly have been watching the show for so long (7 years) that I feel like the characters are part of my life. Don’t even mention that this next season will be their last—I’m not sure how I’ll handle it.
- Normally, I go with the flow and handle stress pretty well; however, when I am overtired, I am a huge grump.
- I don’t mind being alone in the house—until I have to shower—for some reason showering with no one home sends me into panic—I think it has to do with my nana forcing scary movies on me when I was younger.
- When I was a little kid, I told my dad I wanted to be on the news—he reminds me never to let go of that dream.
- During my junior year of high school, I experienced more life changing experiences than many people do in their entire life—I am incredibly thankful for each and every one.
- I love to cuddle—seriously, it’s a really big deal.
- Every day, I get told I look incredibly young—it bothers the hell out of me—I’ve been told I won’t be bothered by it at all when I’m 40.
- I am an incredibly passionate writer, and I like to think I’m pretty good at it—someday, I hope to make a successful life out of this.
- For as long as I can remember, music has been a huge part of my life.
- To go with that, I am a lyrics person. Some people love music because of the sounds and the beat, and I enjoy that, but not nearly as much as I enjoy a song which has powerful lyrics.
- I am the worst ever at returning phone calls, text-messages, etc. It’s not that I don’t care or don’t love you; it’s just that my mind is always thinking of so many things, and I get caught up. My true friends have grown to accept this, and call until I pick up :)
I love shoes—I own over 100 pairs. I blame this obsession on my father. When I was a kid, we’d people watch everywhere we were—the focus of this people watching, “their kicks.” - For as long as I can remember, my family goes on a vacation every summer. We typically get in the car and drive wherever the destination is (yes, even Florida). This is my favorite part of the summer. Especially now that I’m older, despite the unavoidable fights between my siblings and I, it’s really nice for us all to be together sharing laughter.
- I enjoy reading—reading for pleasure that is. I think it really says a lot about a person when they can finish a good book. I will admit, I was entirely hesitant to start the Twilight Saga—a friend of mine gave me the first book as a Christmas present—I read all 4 in 2 weeks.
- I think Steven Colbert is absolutely hysterical—I try my hardest to watch him every night.
- I hate numbers, I hate math. It isn’t that I’m necessarily unintelligent when it comes to these subjects—it just requires way more effort and stress then I am used to putting into something. I’d much rather write a paper on why 2+2=4 then actually do the math. It just stresses me out.
Well, that’s it for now, mainly because Colbert is on, and well, you read number 19…
* as an update, now that the Lakers just won, the Yanks loss seems so much less depressing.. love me a championship ripped from the hands of Boston 
