(say] whats real. 25 times.

i was tagged. countless times on nutbook. i'd rather not share 25 random things regarding moi with my stalker-esque nutbook "friends." listen very closely:

1. when it comes to snacky/beverage items. i have intense mildly schizophrenic short-lived episodes of obsession/addiction. phases i guess. if i eat something i like. i eat it repeatedly. nearly everyday until i become so disgustingly sick of it that i can't stomach the sight of it. peanut m&m's. mocha light frappucinos. pepsi. cinnamon toast crunch. iced tea. have all fell victim.

2. i love color. bright colors. pops. and punches of em all over the place.

3. i grew freckles at age 8. and i thought i was gonna escape them badboys. herditary sexpotiness.

4. i play tennis. and sincerely believe that if i wasn't afflicted with undiagnosed ADD. i could've probably went somewhere with it.

5. i am a closet harry potter fanatic. read my first 1 at 11 yrs old same age as he was when the series began. felt like i grew with the kid. i read em in two days tops. 800 pages and all. i'll dropkick you in the throat if you call me a dork.

6. i pick up accents/dialects unnaturally quick. all i have to do is be in close contact with a certain group of people. and i start talkin just like them. 3 years ago when i came for orientation at temple in philly [for less than 72 hours mind you]. mom and sis were totally crackin jokes about how country i sounded. ugh man. ugh.

7. i've been to a whopping 2 concerts in my whole life. you'd never guess which ones either.................backstreet boys. & lil zane. i know right. that kid had concerts?

8. i severely loathe [with every fiber. bone. muscle. blood cell. pint of bodily fluid.] ironing.

9. i break things. a lot. by accident of course. the chances are worsened when drunk. ask karrie. totally smashed her cunty ass martini glass one night. my bad.

10. i have a scar on my face posing as a birthmark. legend has it. that when i was some sort of infant i scratched my face. and it never healed. or it healed all retarded and turned into a birthmark. or so my mom says.

11. i dyed my hair auburn one time. and told people it was my natural hair color. and they believed me. then the roots started pokin out.

12. i always think of the coolest shit to say after the fact.

13. i was afraid of thunderstorms well into my teenage years.

14. i'm half spanish. (my father is dominican). and i hate when questionnaires ask me to choose african-american/black/not of hispanic descent. fuckers.

15. this is blog number 3 of 3. did i mention my ADD?

16. i'm totally grossed out by dirt. anything that looks like it. mud. whatever. i wasn't one of this kids who ran out and got their rocks off rollin around in the grass. i was the one thinking "there's gotta be an obnoxious amount of bugs and grossness in that joint. fuggggg that." i had the only convulsive ass panic attack when my mom tried to gimme an oatmeal bath when i had the chicken pox. have you seen what it looks like?? grossssss.

17. i ♥ renovation tv shows.

18. i lose things. habitually. latest victims---->my permit. my fave white watch. :(

19. i've had my permit for 2 years by the way. never took the road test. sheer laziness

20. my younger sister is my best friend/homeskilletbiscuit/partnerincrime. she said she would've much rathered a llama than a sister. lol.

21. i know all the words to finding nemo.

22. my fave perfume is miss dior cherie. feel free to drop it in my mailbox.

23. when i was younger. i used to shave the fine hairs off of my knuckles and arms. i thought i was a descendant of grizzlies.

24. when i feel the urge. i like to color. with coloring books and crayons. its my hidden talent.

25. one time. [in the dorms] i didn't have the strength to make it to the bathroom and threw up in front of my 3 feet from my RA's door. and it was open. i laid down in reveled in it for a bit. till my friends carried me to the bathroom.

this was longer than i meant it to be. kiss kiss.