- I’m scared I don’t belong in college. I get in these discussion classes, and we read our assignment, and when we come to class to discuss it the next day, I feel like everyone else was able to glean something deep and profound from the text, and I don’t have a chance. I listen to what everyone else has to say, and I feel like they must be so far beyond me, and so then I feel like I’m faking my way to a degree, and that no one has caught on yet..
- I want to be a writer, and write an awesome novel, and I have all these awesome ideas, but I never actually put them to paper because I either a] can’t think of a good ending and/or plot to go along with it, or b] I’m too lazy.
- I spend hours thinking of ways to humiliate people I hate, but I never actually do any of it. Incidentally, most of the people I hate think I’m their best friend, even though I don’t perpetuate this thinking in any way other than being civil to them.
- I’m afraid of the dark, ventriloquist dummies, and marionettes. I’m deathly afraid of earwigs and anything involving IV’s.
- I’m absolutely obsessed with Pee-Wee’s Playhouse. Like, I want to LIVE in the playhouse, with the red puffy door, and Chairy and Konky and Mr. Kite and Magic Screen and everyone! Even Randy, even though he’s a dick and a marionette. It’s been that way ever since I was little. I even want the bike he had in the movie. I even had the doll that talked when you pulled the string when I was young.
- I have this fear that something will happen to me that requires me to go to the hospital while I’m unconscious, and I will be on my period when it happens, and the doctor’s won’t know it.
- I sometimes talk to inanimate objects, and then do the voices as they talk back to me. I also talk to animals in the Quad as if they’d understand me, but I do not do the voices for them.
- I love the smell of Pine-Sol. I sniff it in the store.
- I believe in ghosts because I’ve seen them, among other reasons. Several times. And it wasn’t always dark or at night or after I woke up. There was even a point in time where I thought I was being followed by them.
- I’m terrified that I might be mentally ill. Like serious schizophrenia or bi-polar disorder or something along those lines. Interesting that this is by #9, but they aren’t related.
- The one person I’d consider leaving my boyfriend for is a fictional character, and he’s from the Harry Potter series.
- One of my favorite foods as a child was pickled pig’s feet. Not so much anymore.
- If I absolutely was forced to pick a religion, it would be Vodou
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- I was kicked out of at least 3 preschool/daycares that I remember. In one, I bit a teacher and I used a shoelace as a garrote against this kid who angered me, but I don’t remember what he did.
- I love Monopoly more than any other game in the world. I own 8 different versions of the game right now, and plan on owning more. I also have earrings made of Monopoly tokens and houses. Every year I go to GenCon, I enter the Monopoly Tournement.
- I'm afraid of the dark.
- In elementary school, I hated composition and writing to the point where I wrote a paper about it. My Mom still has it. I grew up and became a Creative Writing major.
- I was born on the 3rd day of the 3rd month, and I was 3 weeks late.
- Each of my names has 5 letters: MEGAN MARIE LIGHT.
- When I work the night staff, and we get to use the walkie-talkie, it makes me feel really important, like I’m part of some secret elite group, and that the only people I can communicate with are far across campus at their own little stations. When I worked at McDonald’s and I got to wear the head set, I felt about the same way.
- The shortest job I ever had was for a call center. We were calling Direct TV customers who had cancelled their service, and we were trying to convince them to come back to Direct TV. I was there 4 days, and 3 of them were training.
- One of my tonsils is the size of a foosball, but they refuse to take it out.
- Some of my best work was written at the last minute, or on a whim, or about the most random muses. For instance, the piece that’s getting published in The Broken Plate this semester was written 30 minutes before a class.
- Heat makes me nauseous, crying makes me have to pee, and I get a headache if I wake up before 10am.
- I have 6 siblings, ranging from about 45 to 11. I am the oldest of my mom's kids, the youngest of my dad's, and all my siblings are half siblings. So, I'm the oldest, the youngest, the middle, and an only child.
- If I hit an animal while driving, even a mouse or toad, I cry. I was very upset when my step-dad hit a toad with the lawn mower.
- I'm insecure to a fault.
- I'm Wrath. Always Wrath. Not Greed. or Gluttony, or Avarice, or Lust, or Pride, or even Envy. Always Wrath.
- I have a thing about my nails scratching against cetain surfaces that weirds me out. I'm fine with chalkboards, but car paint is bad, and then there's this teapot at Target that makes me want to cut my own arm off...
- I hate coffee. I love tea.
- People try and tickle me, and when nothing happens, they think I'm not ticklish. The truth is, I can turn it on and off, and mostly have to, because if I get tickled in certain spots, it turns me on too much.
- I will tell you just about anything you want to know about me if I'm really sleepy or drunk.
- I could work in a morgue but I could never be a nurse.
- My Sims are far more realistic than they should be.
- The Career world is my own personal hell.
mar 12 2009 ∞
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