Is It Really Interesting?
I don't usually do memes, just like I don't do chain letters. But since I got tagged from Prof. JayJay for the 7 Interesting Things About You meme, and I'm trying to procrastinate, I guess I could give it a go.
The Rules: Tell seven things about yourself on your blog, then tag seven other people to do the same. List who you are tagging on your blog, and leave a comment on their blogs to let them know they've been tagged. I don't know if this is all that interesting. Some probably in the more embarrassing category, for sure.
The Rules: Tell seven things about yourself on your blog, then tag seven other people to do the same. List who you are tagging on your blog, and leave a comment on their blogs to let them know they've been tagged. I don't know if this is all that interesting. Some probably in the more embarrassing category, for sure.
- I'm ambidextrous. I was born left-handed, but where we were at the time, it was not as socially acceptable to be left-handed. Honestly, I just think the right-handed people were jealous that left-handers are smarter and tried to squash us lefties. Anyway, I was behaviorally conditioned with candy. I can do most things with both hands, except use a chopping knife. I almost sliced off my thumb once when I tried to use a knife with my right hand. I write with my right, and although my left handwriting is slower and not nearly as nice, it actually is neater than most peoples' regular writing.
- I speak 3 languages pretty fluently and/or proficiently. I also speak a little Spanish and minored in German in college. I barely speak any German now. And of course, like many people, I know bad words in over 10 languages. It's a special skill, I tell ya.
- Once at a party, with the fog machine blasting, I walked really fast into a patio door. I couldn't tell that the glass door was shut, and I think the verberation of the impact was lower than the loud music. My friends on the other side didn't even come in to see how I was -- they just laughed until their stomach almost burst and pointed out the large noseprint on the glass. The worst part was that an asshole of an ex-boyfriend was at the party and I think he saw the whole thing.
- I have double jointed elbows. I can make both rotate almost 360 degrees without moving my hand or shoulder.
- I was voted "Miss Prim and Proper" in the 6th grade. Honestly, I was so boring and nerdy that I don't think the teachers could come up with anything good. I wore giant pinkish-red rimmed glasses and wore uncool dresses my grandmother made. No on believes me that I was anywhere near prim or proper and that I was painfully shy until I was about 20-21 years old.
- I can't believe I'm actually daring enough to divulge this one. :-/ I have/have had a total of 7 names/nicknames that family and friends actually called me. Including my given, naturalized and married names, I have had 4 different "official" names. At one point, some nuns at a school in Brazil called me Suzy. It's a very long story. My parents had a nickname for me, and one of my best friends, Tedd, calls me Bo-Bo (I have no idea how he started calling me that, but he's the only one who calls me that and usually will choose that over my name). The most unfortunate nickname was dubbed by a former "banana" classmate with bad Chinese skills. He called me "Pot," short for "Pot of Germs," a very twisted and badly translated homophones of my Mandarin Chinese name. Luckily we only hung out about 1 year - I'm sure that all my chemistry classmates who heard me being called "Pot" thought I was always getting stoned or something, and if they heard him call me "Pot of Germs," well...I guess it figures why no one in my chem class asked me out on a date. If any of my friends reading this ever calls me the latter, be forewarned that there will be dire consequences!
- When I was in 4th grade, I got really mad at my sister for being a brat and for gettting me into trouble for no reason at all, so I scraped off some soap and put it on her toothbrush, then I put on a thin layer of toothpaste to hide the soap. She tought I was being nice by pre-loading her toothbrush for her. Of course, she cried at the nastiness in her mouth. I swear, I only did it once and never did anything else that mean to her. She doesn't even remember this incident.
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2 Comments:
Interesting and be assured I shall never refer to you as "Pot". NEVER!
Yes, I also promise to never call you 'Pot' or 'Bo-Bo.' :) The Miss Prim and Proper thing also made me laugh! In 8th grade I won a bowling award for "most unique approach." Care to celebrate our "honors" together?
See, that wasn't so hard was it?
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