The Rules:
Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end, choose 6 people to be tagged, list their names & why you tagged them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment saying “You’re it!” & to go read your blog. You cannot tag the person that tagged you. Since you’re not allowed to tag me back, let me know when you are done so I can go read YOUR weird, random, facts, habits and goals.
01. I love stationery. This isn’t really a secret. My favorite places to wander around are stationery stores, aisles, etc. My friend Kim and I used to go to Staples during our lunch time at work and wander around. Pens, paper, markers, notebooks, the list goes on. I have had the obsession for as long as I can remember. I used to hoard pens, pencils, erasers, and the like when I was younger and couldn’t bear to use them because it would ruin how pretty they were.
02. I do not like to be touched. This is not entirely true but it is for the general, initial statement. If I do not like you, do not touch me. If I do not know you, do not touch me. Do not touch my stomach. Do not touch my sides. Do not touch my knees. Do not touch my feet unless I am in pain and you have offered to rub it away and you actually know what you are doing. The absent-minded “excuse me” touch to get my attention is acceptable because it is usually gentle and brief. I have had near-strangers hug me before and I was tense and upset for hours afterward. I also do not usually appreciate any intimate touching.
03. My favorite numbers are 6 and 13. If I had to choose a third, it would be 27.
04. Eventually, I want to live overseas for a year or more. I would prefer to do so in one of the following countries, in order of preference: Bali, England, Australia, Ireland, the Czech Republic. Other countries I would like to at least visit: Egypt, Italy, Japan, Greece, and New Zealand (in no particular order).
05. Before I die, I want to have written a book and have it published. I have written books in the past but nothing publish-worthy in my opinion. I have so many ideas floating around in my head and it’s just a matter of putting them down to paper and not critiquing myself every step of the way until I shelve the ideas and the attempts for another several years.
06. I do not want to bear children. At this point in time, I do not want to have any children at all. If, in the future, this changes… I will look into adopting. But even then it would not be a baby or even a young child. I do not want to go through the pregnancy or labor process. Ever. Becoming pregnant wound up being an actual fear for me and not the idea of bringing a child into the world and all of the responsibilities that came with such a thing; I did not want to carry or bear a child. Period.
07. I am empathic. At the risk of sounding insane, it is the truth and it is hard to explain to those who have no understanding of it. I feel emotions and energies of people–and sometimes animals. My friend Josh used to joke about my ‘animal empathy’ but I think it was more that they were attracted to me rather than me understanding them. As for people, I tend to shut down emotionally because I become bombarded with emotions that are not mine and it is too difficult to deal with them when I cannot make sense of them. Because of this constant, defensive reaction I am often accused of being emotionless and distant. Oddly enough, I tend to understand other people and their emotions far better than they could ever believe because I feel their pain. I do massage therapy as a form of stress relief, energy wise, on people I know well enough (in that I do not mind taking on their pain) and they are always amazed that I can not only find their pain upon first touch but that they feel less pain and more relaxed even after only two minutes of my attention. I am able to ‘siphon’ off the negative emotions and energies and relieve them a bit. I cannot remain in contact for very long because the pain becomes my own. This is the only reason why I never went to massage school as many have suggested.
08. I don’t sleep well most nights. Even if I manage to get myself to the point of being exhausted enough to pass out, there was a great deal of anxiety prior to going to bed. It is like I am afraid of the bedroom. Psychologically speaking, I understand that I equate the bedroom to being the cause of two sources of intense anxiety for me: sex and sleep. As I do not like being intimate, sharing a bedroom with my boyfriend meant that if I went to bed around the same time as he did, it was apparently to have sex with him (not!). I do not enjoy sex. On top of that, being an insomniac, there were times where I just lay in bed and cry because I cannot sleep. My worst breakdown to date was when I wandered into the kitchen and just laid on the floor, crying my eyes out because I was so physically drained but my mind would not shut down enough to let me sleep. So… bedroom? Not my favorite place to be.
09. I like to think that I am an optimist because I need things to believe in. But I really have very little hope for my own future and the future of society. Can someone be optimistic and cynical at the same time?
10. I really do not think I am as smart as people believe me to be. I like to think I am more intelligent than the average person (for example, it is rare that I misuse words. If I am unsure, I can find a synonym that I am sure of and use that instead or I will say that I am using the word incorrectly but use it to get my point across and the other person will understand). I have a talent for spelling. I love to read. I memorize things quickly, I learn at a fast pace, and I adapt to most situations before anyone even realizes what is going on. Still, I think that most people give me more credit than I am due. This may be caused by the fact that I do not often surround myself with morons.
Stay Classy, Internets.
♡ Kristen
