I had a phase when I:
-only wore green earrings.
-only wore mismatched socks.
-didn't brush my hair (that phase is still in action.)
-didn't wear makeup (only recently started again... for student teaching, I didn't want my students to think I was tired all the time!)
-only read fiction.
-felt a calling to live in a ditch with my pig and my horse to help people who had broken down on the side of the road (that... was when I was seven.)
-wanted to be called Toby.
-dressed like a boy.
-dressed like I put outfits together in the dark (that phase... may still be a part of my life)
-would play Moonlight Sonata for hours and cry.
-listened to Dashboard and nothing else.
-drank all tea and no coffee (wowie, can it be believed?)
-wanted to believe in Santa.
-drew creepy and quasi-Gothic pictures with the greatest black pen in the world.
-would stay up reading Little House on the Prairie (et al.) under my covers with a flashlight.
-wanted to be a sporty girl. (I tried soccer and track, not successfully.)
-listened to my parents' conversations at the top of the stairs - way past my bedtime.
-worried about death and tragedy before falling asleep every night.
-was obsessed with Lord of the Rings.
-played a game with my best friend in elementary school about medieval men and women (we were the only two characters, but would sometimes be men) with a little French Revolution thrown in for good measure.
-was really shy.
-would straighten my hair every day.
-aspired to be a singer (and comforted myself in scary situations that God wouldn't let me die because I needed to sing one day.)
-jumped on the trampoline every day with my brothers (mostly, Austin - aka Hasenpfeffer.)
-played Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego like it was my job.
-didn't like to listen to other people.
-read more than any other activity.
-was a lifeguard.
-didn't eat anything but popcorn and s'mores poptarts.
-wore Etnies shoes.
-tried to dance.
-stayed up till 3 am every night.
-saw Facebook as a valid means of socializing and meeting new people.
-my job was my life.
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