Amy tagged me, so here goes:
10 Random Facts About Me
1. When I was a kid I was so scared of making my dad angry that if he yelled my name I would wet my pants. I think that if he yelled my name now I would still wet my pants.
2. I've almost drowned two different times. Once on the river and another time when I was surfing with an exboyfriend. I got caught in the riptide and wasn't able to find the surface till I just gave up and stopped fighting.
3. There was this one time I was down town Portland with Richand our friend Jeff and my friend Jenny and we were just goofing around playing tag or something and I was running from Jeff and he gabbed my coat. I thought that I would just slip out of my coat and get away, but he had my shirt as well as my coat and I was left standing topless.
4. I have always written stories in my head and would have several books but my spelling sucks. I just need to get a dictation machine like the one Jeff has a work.
5. It is freaking weird how much my mom and I are like each other.
6. Some of my best memories are of my Grandmas McCumber's house and all over Eastern Oregon. It might be because that's the only other place I remember going as a kid. But still some of the best times ever.
7. I love pretty rocks every where I go I am picking up rocks. I still have rocks that I found some where when I was a tween in a box in my closet.
8. My first date was with a boy that is still one of my best friends. We sat at home with my mom and wached FernGully. It was my 16th birthday
9. When I was 14 or 15 I was horse back riding with some friends and there was this boy that lived there named Michael that liked me. He was Richard's age and I didnt like him. So anyway Troy D., John B., his sister Rochelle and I (I think that's who it was) were riding in an orchard and the horse that I was on took off. John rode up and stopped me before we got to the woods. That horse did not run for no reason. Michael had shot him with a bebe gun.
10. I just want to grow old. I don't want to be old right now but to live a long time. I think it has to do with the fact the my grandma is going to be 95 this year and I have a paralizing fear of dying.
If you made it through this post, consider yourself tagged.