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Um I get waxed w/Apryl.

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p.s. I have dark blue streaks in my Amy Lee-esque dyed black hair. (Okay, it's more a really dark chestnut? Not jet black.) And I like to style the front downwards and the back higher, true diva style. And I love flat irons. xoxo.

I have broken blood vessels in my nose.
I'm both near & far sighted.

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Im not sure if this counts but I think it might so here it goes.Im realy tiny,like 4 feet 9 inches or somthing like that and I can burp as loud as and sometimes louder then most full grown men I know.Some people may think it's realy nasty but I consider it a talent.

My left foot is a whole size larger than my right one...due to the fact that it is flat while the other is arched. I also have type O- blood...if I remember correctly.

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I'm 31, but alot of people think I am barely drinking age. I get carded constantly.
I've been asked to prom twice since I've been 30(mistaken for a HS girl if you can imagine) but didn't go to my own senior prom because the 3 dates I had lined up bailed on me with in 3 days of each other, the last being 16 hours before the dance.

I believe in Aliens, that they are and have been here. In fact,I've seen several UFO's that could not be explained away as weather balloons, jets, or any of the other crap.

I believe in Ghosts, I've seen ghosts. I have a ghost, possibly a few that live in my house right now.

I have a large strawberry colored blob of a birthmark right above my butt. It has never faded.

At 2 weeks old My mom and Dad forgot they had me(lack of sleep I guess), grabbed the laundry baskets from the laundromat and took off. Luckily, about a mile down the road my mom started freaking out. They raced back to the itty bitty place and I was sleeping away in my seat. They lived in a town of like 150 people and knew the owner of the laundromat but still...
How could you forget your baby anywhere??

I am an avid and very fast reader. I can finish a Steven King book within about 4 hours if I read it straight through. A harlequin romance novel? In about 45 mins.

I started singing before I could talk according to my mom. I wrote my first poem/song in second grade.

I almost died at 2 months , 14, and 25 . The first incident,My mom left me in on the bed with my Dad who had too much to drink at his sister's wedding.When she left the room to go to the bathroom he was coherent. A dry cleaning bag that had been for my mom's dress was on the bed next to me.At 2 months she didn't think I'd bug it but somehow I managed to pull the bag over my face. If my mom hadn't come in when she did I would have died because my Dad had actually passed out.

14 years later I choked on a box of melted together junior mints and stopped breathing, in the basement of a church no less. Wonder of wonders I awoke with puke all over me and a definite feeling I had been saved by something divine.I don't think being in the church had anything to do with being saved tho, just for the record.

At 25, right after surgery to get my tubes tied, I almost kicked the bucket YET again. It was very scary but also one of the most life-altering moments for me ever.

OOOooooooooooooooo, I'm just so damn interesting.

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If it looks like a skunk and smells like a skunk, it aint no kitty cat......

I have Bipolar Disorder and Borderline. Sure, you can make fun of me and say that I am psycho, but who even cares?

Because of it, my right brain dominates.

According to the neuropsychologist who's writing out my IEP, I can spell college words... not to brag or anything, ofcourse.

I like singing. A lot. I'm auditioning for the big choir at my school this year, which won numerous awards, including a Gold in Washington DC and a "Best Class" award. If I make it... that'd be awesome.

I can speak French.

I can bend over and touch the floor.

I'm addicted to Taco Bell and indian food. I quit the painkillers.

I was once perscribed to Xanax.

^oh that reminds me. I read at a high school level in elementary school.

I was in a spelling bee in 5th grade and lost to "tattletale." *thought it was taddletale* And I knew how to spell every word after that, I think. I know the bitch who either won or was a finalist got "mayonnaise" as a word; I knew how to spell that, but she was hesitating on it.

Um, I'm not that interesting. But I'll have a go.

I have Tourette Syndrome. It's not like I swear all the time or anything, it's mostly just facial tics. Like blinking. Sort of going with that, I think I have OCD, a bit. The counting from OCD.
Does that make me kind-of unique?

I have a pretty weird scar on my left knee. I was chasing my brothers when I was little, slipped and cut my knee open on the head of a nail.

I've never broken a bone. I think most people I know have. I'm not complaining about that, though.

etherealme, I guess I'm an avid reader, too. I've never read Stephen King, so I don't know how long it would take me. But I'm thinking not too long.

Ooh, yeah. I used to love maths, I was good at it. In about the fourth grade, I did a problem that you only learn in about year 8/9. I worked it out myself. The teacher was amazed, she made me go and show the principal. lol. I was so proud. Another time, I did enough that it took the rest of the class about 2 hours to do, in aless then 1/2 an hour.

EDIT = I just read the last two above me, and yeah, I was really good at spelling too. I guess I was pretty smart. But then I got to high school, and we had this horrible maths teacher. And I stopped caring. That bitch stuffed up nearly all things numbers for me.

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