16 Random Facts Meme
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angelic_amy so here are my answers!
1) I was/am still obsessed with obtaining knowledge of any sort. It's the Sagittarius in me (we're voracious when it comes to knowledge). This means I'm a Jack-of-all-trades, master of none! I know a little bit about a lot of things, but it can never be enough. And when I say obsessed, I mean obsessed. It will preclude just about everything when it comes to exploring the possibilities.
2) My father was in Seminary, training to be a priest, when he met my mother. Hence, religion has always been in my life in one form or another. Our family began Catholic then switched to Christianity. Along the way, my friends were mostly Jehovah’s Witnesses (they didn't come to our door because we would pull them in and try to preach to them) and I went to a school where I was surrounded by many different faiths to include, Judaism, Buddhism, Agnostic, Humanism, Atheists. The people reading Hunter's Bane think I do tons of research for this fic. I don't. It's all locked in my head, learned from an early age. My religious tolerance is MUCH higher than my father's, but I refuse to get into a religious doctrine argument just because of it.
3) I learned to read and write when I was 4. My teachers wanted to move me into first grade and skip kindergarten altogether, but I'd not had much interaction with other children up to that point. So, while other kids were playing with clay, I was sent to advanced classes for reading and writing. This continued until I was in middle school, where I was taking college level courses for extra credit. When I went to a specialized high school (only 100 students per grade and no sports) I found a totally different teaching environment, one that allowed me to think outside the box. BUT! I suck at math. Totally. It is a barrier I've never been able to breech. I get extremely nervous around numbers of any sort. I could never be a cashier. Perhaps it's because they represent logic and things that never change - and those concepts frighten the hell out of me.
4) My immune system is a bit wonky. As a baby, my mother often let me run around with barely anything on because I was allergic to all kinds of things. I couldn't wear diapers, cloth or disposable, until Johnson & Johnson made a hypoallergenic fabric diaper in the 70's. It was a godsend, though they soon stopped making them. I was allergic to milk and chocolate and couldn't have carpet in my room because it would gather too much dust. Nor was I able to have stuffed animals for the same reason. I really should've been 'the girl in the plastic bubble', but I dealt with it. I got weekly shots to control my immune system's response and monthly needle punches on my back to see if the reaction was lessening. I was also allergic to the 'whooping cough' vaccine. I only received one round of the injection and I stopped breathing an hour later, turning blue in a McDonalds two blocks away from the local hospital. Needless to say, I'm still alive so someone must have helped my mother get me to the ER. I've had a myriad of bronchial issues, to include whooping cough and various other nasties like asthma. Okay, now I'm rambling. Suffice it to say, my immune system is compromised, but it doesn't stop me from doing things.
5) I wanted to be an astronaut or paleontologist when I grew up. Star Wars was the first movie I ever saw in the movie theaters and I was hooked. I'd stare out my windows most clear nights and sigh wistfully. But I suck at math, so you know how that dream turned out. I was always obsessed with dinosaurs, learning their proper name and such, my dad foregoing the 'three little pigs and big, bad wolf' to tell me the bedtime story of 'T-Rex and the three little Struthomimous'. I got a kick out of it, everyone else just looked at me funny.
6) I played violin for 3 years, cello for 2, and then switched to vocal for 6 years. Singing runs in my mother's family, my great aunt having sung for Hank Williams, Sr. and my second-cousins becoming a gospel singing group, The Pfeiffer’s. I'm classically trained in opera.
7) I love anything to do with the Tudor era, from King Henry VII - Elizabeth I. I have tons of books and movies chronicling that whole period. It's a wonder that anyone survived to reproduce in that era.
8) Blue is my favorite color. Always has been, always will be. Purple is a close second, with maroon in distant third. I don't like red, but I recognize its order in the scheme of things. I cannot be anywhere near orange - it makes people sick.
9) A lot of my dreams come true. This scares my family and some of my friends. My mom has asked that I stop telling her my dreams. I scared my ex-husband so bad once with one that he thought I was possessed and tried to cast demons out of me. I am no longer married to this fucking asshole. *smile* Apparently I talk while I dream as well, because I found my ex-husband sleeping on the couch because he was afraid. My dreams are always vivid, in color, and in disturbing audible clarity. My dreams are not pretty. I visited a medium while Tina was here in October and before I said a word, she stared at me with her jaw dropped open. "Your dreams are not nice. In fact, do you have trouble sleeping?" Yes, I do. Sometimes I avoid sleep to avoid dreaming, making the downward spiral even worse. Until I completely exhaust myself, I rarely sleep more than three hours a night. It really shows in my eyes.
10) I absolutely adore/love/like my son. He's a good kid, clever, funny as hell, and totally like me at his age. I think it's poetic justice for his father, who thinks I'm the spawn of Satan anyway. Plus, at 13, he still gives me hugs and kisses. *sniffs*
11) I have always written - be it in a journal, diary, or now online/Word - because I would have more word vomit if I didn't. If you find what I write entertaining, then that's all the better. I try to take the less traveled path with my stories, something no one considered before. My mind goes from point A to point M in a matter of seconds and it's up to me to fill in the blanks. Like for Omniscient. I started out with the idea of 'what if when the chip fired, some totally useless fact came spewing out of Spike's mouth?' Then hard on that thought's heels was 'he's going to suffer for this in the end'. That's all I had. Everything else was totally off the cuff. While I'm proficient at outlines, I HATE them if it's not regarding something that's already written, otherwise they're useless to me.
12) I do people's astrological charts. Yes, people born around a certain time period have the same personality traits, several scientific studies have shown as such. I've also observed this on my own and you will too if you know someone's birth date. I recognize there are signs I will just never be compatible with as friends or lovers *cough* Libra *cough* though I will give it my best shot. It's not that I don't like you Libras... it's just your penchant for getting everyone to like you and do things for you wears thin on me. Let me like you for YOU, not your silly charm. I don't tell my family I do this - see #2 for reasons - as in my father's eyes this is wrong/bad/wrong on so many levels I'm sure he prays for my soul everyday. I love God. Dad thinks I'm going to Hell. You do the math.
13) I'm an empath, but at what level, I don't know. I didn't know what it was when I was young. When I was about 12 I noticed something about myself. When the neighborhood kids would get together in our yard (we had a big one with lots of space to do stuff) they gravitated towards me like I was a leader. I hate this. My rising sign is Leo, but I don't feel like a leader. But I knew their feelings on the matter, regardless. I separated the kids into groups I knew they'd work well within and everyone usually got along. The few times I went against my gut feeling I regretted immensely. This progressed in middle school and high school to the point that it was nerve-wracking. I couldn't concentrate to save my life because everyone's emotions bombarded me constantly. I never dated until college and that was a disaster. Finally, I learned to become very self-contained, not showing any of true emotions because it became very jumbled with others. This allowed for a greater sense of control and while I still feel others, sometimes more strongly than usual, it filters and I'm able to process it better. Funerals are unbearable to me and people think me heartless or cruel because i don't cry or show emotion. I honestly can't afford to.
14) I'm obsessed with vampires. Anything and everything to do with vampires, vampiric lore, traditions, and wards... you name it. Some are better than others. Spuffy struck a cord and I've been lost ever since. If such a thing were possible to become one, would I? You bet your sweet bippy I would! I don't buy the 'you lose your soul' crap.
15) I've never had what you would call 'close' friends, either growing up or now. There are people who know me better than some, but for the most part, no one really knows me. Even after reading all this (god help you) you still will not even scratch the surface. This is mostly because of #13, but it's also because I rarely trust first impressions - they're telling me one thing, but I'm feeling something totally different. To those on my friend's list I tell you this: You are here for a reason, be it yours or mine. I've found something within you all that I admire, trust, or love deeply - maybe all three. I am content in this... I hope you are too.
16) I love thunderstorms. They're peaceful to me and cleansing to the soul. Plus the smell of the atmosphere is unbelievable afterwords.
angelic_amy so here are my answers!1) I was/am still obsessed with obtaining knowledge of any sort. It's the Sagittarius in me (we're voracious when it comes to knowledge). This means I'm a Jack-of-all-trades, master of none! I know a little bit about a lot of things, but it can never be enough. And when I say obsessed, I mean obsessed. It will preclude just about everything when it comes to exploring the possibilities.
2) My father was in Seminary, training to be a priest, when he met my mother. Hence, religion has always been in my life in one form or another. Our family began Catholic then switched to Christianity. Along the way, my friends were mostly Jehovah’s Witnesses (they didn't come to our door because we would pull them in and try to preach to them) and I went to a school where I was surrounded by many different faiths to include, Judaism, Buddhism, Agnostic, Humanism, Atheists. The people reading Hunter's Bane think I do tons of research for this fic. I don't. It's all locked in my head, learned from an early age. My religious tolerance is MUCH higher than my father's, but I refuse to get into a religious doctrine argument just because of it.
3) I learned to read and write when I was 4. My teachers wanted to move me into first grade and skip kindergarten altogether, but I'd not had much interaction with other children up to that point. So, while other kids were playing with clay, I was sent to advanced classes for reading and writing. This continued until I was in middle school, where I was taking college level courses for extra credit. When I went to a specialized high school (only 100 students per grade and no sports) I found a totally different teaching environment, one that allowed me to think outside the box. BUT! I suck at math. Totally. It is a barrier I've never been able to breech. I get extremely nervous around numbers of any sort. I could never be a cashier. Perhaps it's because they represent logic and things that never change - and those concepts frighten the hell out of me.
4) My immune system is a bit wonky. As a baby, my mother often let me run around with barely anything on because I was allergic to all kinds of things. I couldn't wear diapers, cloth or disposable, until Johnson & Johnson made a hypoallergenic fabric diaper in the 70's. It was a godsend, though they soon stopped making them. I was allergic to milk and chocolate and couldn't have carpet in my room because it would gather too much dust. Nor was I able to have stuffed animals for the same reason. I really should've been 'the girl in the plastic bubble', but I dealt with it. I got weekly shots to control my immune system's response and monthly needle punches on my back to see if the reaction was lessening. I was also allergic to the 'whooping cough' vaccine. I only received one round of the injection and I stopped breathing an hour later, turning blue in a McDonalds two blocks away from the local hospital. Needless to say, I'm still alive so someone must have helped my mother get me to the ER. I've had a myriad of bronchial issues, to include whooping cough and various other nasties like asthma. Okay, now I'm rambling. Suffice it to say, my immune system is compromised, but it doesn't stop me from doing things.
5) I wanted to be an astronaut or paleontologist when I grew up. Star Wars was the first movie I ever saw in the movie theaters and I was hooked. I'd stare out my windows most clear nights and sigh wistfully. But I suck at math, so you know how that dream turned out. I was always obsessed with dinosaurs, learning their proper name and such, my dad foregoing the 'three little pigs and big, bad wolf' to tell me the bedtime story of 'T-Rex and the three little Struthomimous'. I got a kick out of it, everyone else just looked at me funny.
6) I played violin for 3 years, cello for 2, and then switched to vocal for 6 years. Singing runs in my mother's family, my great aunt having sung for Hank Williams, Sr. and my second-cousins becoming a gospel singing group, The Pfeiffer’s. I'm classically trained in opera.
7) I love anything to do with the Tudor era, from King Henry VII - Elizabeth I. I have tons of books and movies chronicling that whole period. It's a wonder that anyone survived to reproduce in that era.
8) Blue is my favorite color. Always has been, always will be. Purple is a close second, with maroon in distant third. I don't like red, but I recognize its order in the scheme of things. I cannot be anywhere near orange - it makes people sick.
9) A lot of my dreams come true. This scares my family and some of my friends. My mom has asked that I stop telling her my dreams. I scared my ex-husband so bad once with one that he thought I was possessed and tried to cast demons out of me. I am no longer married to this fucking asshole. *smile* Apparently I talk while I dream as well, because I found my ex-husband sleeping on the couch because he was afraid. My dreams are always vivid, in color, and in disturbing audible clarity. My dreams are not pretty. I visited a medium while Tina was here in October and before I said a word, she stared at me with her jaw dropped open. "Your dreams are not nice. In fact, do you have trouble sleeping?" Yes, I do. Sometimes I avoid sleep to avoid dreaming, making the downward spiral even worse. Until I completely exhaust myself, I rarely sleep more than three hours a night. It really shows in my eyes.
10) I absolutely adore/love/like my son. He's a good kid, clever, funny as hell, and totally like me at his age. I think it's poetic justice for his father, who thinks I'm the spawn of Satan anyway. Plus, at 13, he still gives me hugs and kisses. *sniffs*
11) I have always written - be it in a journal, diary, or now online/Word - because I would have more word vomit if I didn't. If you find what I write entertaining, then that's all the better. I try to take the less traveled path with my stories, something no one considered before. My mind goes from point A to point M in a matter of seconds and it's up to me to fill in the blanks. Like for Omniscient. I started out with the idea of 'what if when the chip fired, some totally useless fact came spewing out of Spike's mouth?' Then hard on that thought's heels was 'he's going to suffer for this in the end'. That's all I had. Everything else was totally off the cuff. While I'm proficient at outlines, I HATE them if it's not regarding something that's already written, otherwise they're useless to me.
12) I do people's astrological charts. Yes, people born around a certain time period have the same personality traits, several scientific studies have shown as such. I've also observed this on my own and you will too if you know someone's birth date. I recognize there are signs I will just never be compatible with as friends or lovers *cough* Libra *cough* though I will give it my best shot. It's not that I don't like you Libras... it's just your penchant for getting everyone to like you and do things for you wears thin on me. Let me like you for YOU, not your silly charm. I don't tell my family I do this - see #2 for reasons - as in my father's eyes this is wrong/bad/wrong on so many levels I'm sure he prays for my soul everyday. I love God. Dad thinks I'm going to Hell. You do the math.
13) I'm an empath, but at what level, I don't know. I didn't know what it was when I was young. When I was about 12 I noticed something about myself. When the neighborhood kids would get together in our yard (we had a big one with lots of space to do stuff) they gravitated towards me like I was a leader. I hate this. My rising sign is Leo, but I don't feel like a leader. But I knew their feelings on the matter, regardless. I separated the kids into groups I knew they'd work well within and everyone usually got along. The few times I went against my gut feeling I regretted immensely. This progressed in middle school and high school to the point that it was nerve-wracking. I couldn't concentrate to save my life because everyone's emotions bombarded me constantly. I never dated until college and that was a disaster. Finally, I learned to become very self-contained, not showing any of true emotions because it became very jumbled with others. This allowed for a greater sense of control and while I still feel others, sometimes more strongly than usual, it filters and I'm able to process it better. Funerals are unbearable to me and people think me heartless or cruel because i don't cry or show emotion. I honestly can't afford to.
14) I'm obsessed with vampires. Anything and everything to do with vampires, vampiric lore, traditions, and wards... you name it. Some are better than others. Spuffy struck a cord and I've been lost ever since. If such a thing were possible to become one, would I? You bet your sweet bippy I would! I don't buy the 'you lose your soul' crap.
15) I've never had what you would call 'close' friends, either growing up or now. There are people who know me better than some, but for the most part, no one really knows me. Even after reading all this (god help you) you still will not even scratch the surface. This is mostly because of #13, but it's also because I rarely trust first impressions - they're telling me one thing, but I'm feeling something totally different. To those on my friend's list I tell you this: You are here for a reason, be it yours or mine. I've found something within you all that I admire, trust, or love deeply - maybe all three. I am content in this... I hope you are too.
16) I love thunderstorms. They're peaceful to me and cleansing to the soul. Plus the smell of the atmosphere is unbelievable afterwords.
