if you really knew me...

...you would know that...
I love the concept of fashion and admiring it in stores/on other people, but when it comes to making myself fashionable, I can get pretty lazy. I'm lucky if I can get myself in anything besides sweatpants/jeans.
Up until my married my husband, I had never been out of the country. 3 years later, I've been to fifteen different countries. Definitely made up for lost time.
I'm an only child, and I really dislike it. I've always longed for a brother or sister. They seem like such awesome relationships.
I'm just now realizing that the career I chose for myself and the career I earned not one but two expensive degrees in is not the career I want for myself (teaching). What a costly mistake.

I'm 30 and i still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
I let very, very few people in. I've been burned too many times to be delicate with my heart anymore.
I'm still 19 at heart.
If I had a choice to spend my day any way I chose, it would be watching marathons of "My So-Called Life," "Gilmore Girls," or "One Tree Hill." Only seasons 1 through 4 of OTH though, they rest...just no.
I'm terrified of becoming a mother. I still don't feel "grown-up" enough yet.
I need to figure it out soon though, because I'm going to be a mother in August...
I'm incredibly indecisive. It drives my husband crazy.
I apologize way too much. This also drives my husband crazy.
I was in a sorority in college, but quit at the beginning of my junior year. It just wasn't the right place for me, even though I spent two years trying to make it be.
I'm very shy and introverted. I may come off as talkative and comfortable when I meet new people, but it actually stresses me out like no other.

My favorite place to be in the world is snuggled on the couch with the hubs.
I let my past mistakes and regrets weigh on my mind almost non-stop...even those from years ago. I'm trying to figure out how to not do this.
I prefer to write my emotions down than speak them. I always turn to letter writing when I need to spill my heart out.
I tried really really hard to be a vegan for about ten months, but I just love cheese entirely too much. A world without pizza is a world I cannot be a part of.
I don't let anyone in my family read my book. The thought actually terrifies me. But my mother recently found out about it and read it. I won't talk to her about it. Mostly because she might lecture me about my inappropriate language :-)

I grew up in Florida for most of my life, but I never really felt like I belonged there. I longed, more than anything, to move away to a big city. I got the chance when I moved to Philadelphia with my husband, and I finally feel like I'm at home. I love the northeast and it's where I've always belonged.
I cannot do math to save my life. I'm AWFUL at it. No exaggeration. My husband makes a hobby out of throwing 4th grade level division at me and laughing when I can't figure it out.


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