September 6, 2008...5:25 am

Part One: 100 Things…

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…You don’t care to know but will be forced against your will to read skim through. I wrote this after I joined AllMediocre because they all had one and I thought maybe I’d write one too (even though I write a hockey blog). They had “101 Things” but that’s one too many. As I was writing it, I noticed Heather B did one and I was like ahhh, goal! I’m not alone! I finally finished the thing after putting it off for about five years so here goes it.

100. Within three years, I’ve broken five swings. My cousin jokes, I should hire NASA to develop a special swing just for me. I think he’s right.

99. I feel partially responsible for the worldwide epidemic of overusing the word “epic” and “random.”

98. I remember two things from Spanish class my Freshmen year in High School. (Part 1) The September 11th attack. No one in our class even knew what happened until the principal came on the loud speaker and said, “…by now we all know about the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center…” We had no idea.

97. (Part 2) Darren Stone (*Edit: uh… former Atlanta Falcon) sat in front of me. There was also a cabinet directly in front of him. We were seated in the front. He’s tall, it was funny, and alphabetical order sucks. Front. Yearbook signing excerpt:

“Truly your Darren Stone
P.S. Stop touching my butt?!!”

(He lies)

96. I like overpaying for my clothes and being a walking billboard.

95. I can count on one hand the people I dislike. I’m ridiculously perky and positive (I BET YOU CAN’T TELL, CAN YOU???!!!!). I’ve been dubbed as smiley (as in Miley, only less slutty) and joker (as in batman, only with better makeup) by most of my teachers dating back to middle school.

94. I was never labeled as anything in High School. I wasn’t nerdy, I wasn’t goth or emo, I wasn’t a band geek, I wasn’t a jock, I was most definitely not a bully. Literally, every morning I would walk around to all the “cliques.” I’m actually kind of annoyed. I want a stereotype!

93. Minus Community College and High School, I’ve always gone to private school (even Kindergarten haha). They’re both spectacular, but I’d prefer my private education because of the family atmosphere. Argo, I’m at NU (Edit: and by “argo” I mean “ergo”). I think it has shaped who I am today and it’s a pretty big deal. I’ve made friends that I will never lose and that’s fantastic.

92. Private school makes you an elitist. My friend (who has always been in public school) and I debate on a regular basis: Which is the better education, private school or public school? He says private schools are stupid. I think he’s stupid. He loses. If you’ve attended a public school you probably hate me right now, I totally understand. But no, I’ve never used a spork and the nuns never beat us.

91. I think it’s gorgeous when guys wear polo shirts but, if you pop your collar, you’re dead to me.

90. I don’t like pigs. I think they’re gross. Not even little baby piglets. I don’t like ham or bacon. The smell of bacon makes me want to vomit. If all the pigs died tomorrow, I wouldn’t lose sleep over it. I’m sure PETA is pissed at me right now and planning protests towards my blog. I’m game.

89. Yes, I’m Afraid of the Dark (I miss 90’s Nick).

88. It’s not hard to amuse me. I laugh at pretty much everything.

87. I hate when people make fun of others because of what type of music they listen to or what movies they like. Unless you like Nickelback, then you’re on your own. There are just certain times when you need to draw the line.

86. I like all types of music, even some country (some). I mostly enjoy dancing to crappy pop music. If I were in a situation where I was forced to listen to one artist for the rest of my life, it would be Britney Spears. I want a “Save Britney” shirt so bad.

85. When I get my hands on new music, I listen to the artist until overkill has occurred (I believe it’s a condition). I then spread the crazy to my friends. I also spread other things… like herpes (I joke times a million).

84. I’m convinced there is a ghost living in my house.

83. I guarantee I’ll screw up somewhere counting from 1-100 backwards. If I mess up, you have my full support in pointing it out and laughing.

82. I’m Welsh, Canadian and German.

81. I’m a freakin’ Harry Potter nerd (Warning: May ruin ending if you’ve never read the books). I cursed out loud at JK Rowling and cried myself to sleep at night when Sirius Black and Dumbledore died. Probably for like… days.

80. I don’t like using the word “gay” in a derogatory sense, but I think fanny packs are just really gay.

79. I hate when people smoke. I also hate drugs. I’ve never done them, but I know I don’t like them. In the wise words of Whitney Houston, “Crack is whack and crack is cheap.” Wait, what?

78. I dislike people who constantly talk about alcohol. However, I love watching reruns of Will & Grace and if I could trade places with Karen, I would in a heartbeat. Her and Jack are the coolest TV personalities of all time.

77. I like big dogs. I like accidentally stepping in drool; it’s super fun…

76. I use the words “like” and “totally” way too often. When I was younger, I used to say “yeah right” so much that my Aunt bought me a “yeah right” shirt. It was a phase.

75. When I attended Community College, I received a degree in hospitality management. I briefly majored in Education. One of the last papers I handed in for that class had a note from my professor that said I should become a teacher because I “would do so well.” She only wrote that on my paper, I checked (fyi: I write much better when I’m being graded).

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