2, 5, 8, 9, 11, 38, and 39 please? (sorry for so many!)
2. Talk about your first kiss.
It was… *shrugs* Iunno. A kiss. Nothing special or memorable. Hell, I don’t even remember who it was shared with.
5.Talk about the best birthday you’ve had.
Okay. Birthday. Right. I think the best one I had was when I was turning (maybe) 14. My brother got me this little puppy stuffed animal attached to this medium sized heart pillow. It was sweet and the fact that he picked out himself was the best. Although, this year I did get birthday pie….Mmmmm pumpkin pie…
8. Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
Answered here.
9. Talk about the little things on your body that you like the most.
I love my nose. I know that sounds silly, but it’s, like, the perfect combination of my mom’s and dad’s noses and I love it!
I also love my freckles. They’re all over my arms and I can find constellations in them if I look.
My toes. They are a little weird but I love them. My second toe on each foot is longer than the rest of them. This helped a lot when I was climbing walls when I was younger!
11. Talk about the best dream you ever had.
I once dreamed that I was running through a toy store Supermarket Sweep style. It was so realistic; i could feel the textures of the toys. I was amazing. I don’t remember if I won or not; but that didn’t matter. I COULD FEEL THINGS IN A DREAM!!
38. Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.
Songs from musicals remind me of my best friend. She’s a big theater person and we’d always go see musicals at the movies together.
Phantom of the Opera reminds me of mjalexlee. She’s a huge fan. :D
The Harry Potter soundtracks remind me of my grandpa, who passed away a few years ago. He got me the first three books for Christmas one year and essentially turned me into a fan of the series.
39. Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier.
I wish that I had known how much it hurts when people, who I believed to be life long friends, change into people I don’t know. I wish I knew that being emotional wasn’t that bad of a thing. I wish I knew all those Spanish classes weren’t actually gonna help me speak Spanish.I wish that I knew that getting excited over small things, or books, or TV shows, or anything wasn’t something to hide.
I wish I knew a lot of things back then that I know now…