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- I have a perfectly irrational fear of spiders. I can't believe I just typed that word in my blog. I can't even look at the word anymore... it gives me the heebie-jeebies. I don't know where it stems from, but I need therapy or something. Although, if I went to therapy I would at some point have to confront my fear, right? Um... no. Not gonna happen. I couldn't even shelve the books at the library with pictures of spiders on them, hence the lack of pictures on this particular point. I can't kill them either. That's what Rob's for. :o)
- I hate girls with small boobs. Okay, hate is a strong word. I am extremely jealous. I have huge boobs (I won't go into details), and I carry a very large grudge against those girls who can go to the store and buy a bikini (or wedding gown for that matter) without worrying about spilling out. Oh, and don't get me started on Victoria's Secret. Apparently they think that DD is as big as it gets. Think again! So, I'm stuck ordering my "granny bras" (because they don't make cutesy bras for us "full-figured" girls) from a website direct from the UK. We always want what we can't have, right?
- I am very shy around new people. In fact, I think people often take it as me being stuck up. Rob has actually told me before that I have this air of being better than other people. I'm really not like that! I'm just totally uncomfortable around new people! Especially crowds of new people!
- I have a thing for forearms. Yup, forearms. Most girls like the "eyes," or "the butt." Nope. I like the forearms. From the elbow to the wrist. There's just something about a man's forearm. Mmmmm...
- I can't stand the thought of becoming a teacher. Actually, I can't stand the thought of practically devoting my life to teaching. Call me selfish, but I want my life to be devoted to my family and friends. Those who are near and dear to me. I don't want to "grow up" and have a full time job. I want to be a stay-at-home mom and a wonderful wife for my husband. I want to what I want to do with my free time, not what I HAVE to do. I'm setting myself up for disappointment on this one. I pray that God changes my attitude with this one (although I'll never give up my hope at being a SAHM).
- I am ashamed at my lack on knowledge on all things historical. I'm hanging my head right now as I admit that I had no idea what the Cold War or the Cuban Missile Crisis were until college. I blame it on my schooling. Okay, I'm really good at memorizing all those dates and aced every history class I took, but did I remember it? Also, is it necessary to spend so much time on the Civil War and WWII? We never even broached the subject of Vietnam because we always ran out of time. Even after memorizing all those dates, I couldn't tell you who, what, where, when, or why about anything historical and it's sad.
- Julia, this one's for you. I was the epitome of the geek in school. I graduated with a 4.3 GPA and was in the top 5% of my class (25 out of 500). I nearly killed myself with stress senior year and still missed hitting the top 10. I also got a 30 on my ACT. I'm pretty proud of this, but I'm a good test-taker. My GPA so far is definitely less dorky, as Julia would say, but it's still pretty up there (3.8). I decided there was more to life than good grades. Blame it on Rob, we met senior year....