So, having a brand new personal blog is daunting. I’ve been book blogging for over 3 years, but there’s something totally different about putting yourself out there. For this reason, and this reason alone, I’ve compiled a list of 15 things you really don’t need to know about me (inspired by Brianna’s list)…but they might just give you a better insight into what makes yours truly tick. Oh, and even though I’m brand new, I thought it would be fun to open this open to new links for, like, a month. So, if you feel so inclined, do feel free to do your own!
ONE: I’m a middle child, and yes, I suffer from middle child syndrome. Below are my sisters and I circa 2010. Always in the middle. Le sigh.
TWO: I promised my father when I was 13 that I would get a full scholarship to college. I got a full swimming scholarship to two schools…Indian River and the University of Utah (GO UTES!)
THREE: My fight or flight response is broken. Just ask Ryan. Scare me, and I will fall into a fetal position. Literally.
FOUR: I started my book blog because nobody wanted to talk to me incessantly about books.
FIVE: I was engaged before I met Ryan. Super glad that didn’t work out.
SIX: I eat tomatoes like apples. Hey, they’re fruit, right?
SEVEN: I am super passionate about animals. If I had a million dollars, I’d probably donate it to an animal charity vs a human charity because I’m that nuts.
EIGHT: I did ballet until I was nine, but I was never built like a ballerina, and I got tired of always being the littlest soldier in the Nutcracker.
NINE: I am an open-water swimmer, and I justify this by the fact that if I get eaten by a shark, it’s kind of like the circle of life…right?
TEN: My mother’s entire side of my family lives in South Africa. It’s a great excuse to travel and play with wild animals. Like snakes. And camels.
ELEVEN: I hate raisins. Like, really hate them. I’m pretty sure hell is filled with them.
TWELVE: I’m deathly afraid of the bottoms of boats. I have no idea why.
THIRTEEN: I get hives when I have to speak in public. I just can’t do it.
FOURTEEN: When I was little, I pretended that I loved the Backstreet Boys because all of my friends did, but I loved U2 and pretended I didn’t because I didn’t want to be like my sister. Truth.
FIFTEEN: Of all the states I’ve lived in, I hated Florida the most. I’m sure Arizona will soon be on that list, as well.
