So awhile ago, Jasmine nominated me for The Versatile Blogger award. I promised I would do it, and I am taking a moment to thank her for thinking of me. Jasmine is a wonderful blogger who always takes the time to comment on every post, and she reads every review. I like to think of her not as just a fellow blogger but as a friend.
Ok, enough of the mushy stuff!
Here are the rules:
- Show the award on your blog
- Thank the person that has nominated you
- Share 7 different facts about yourself
- Nominate 15 blogs of your choice
- Link your nominees and let them know of your nomination
And here are some awesome facts about me:
- I am a Simpsons nerd. Yes, that’s right: I love The Simpsons. I used to watch Family Guy and American Dad, and I thought The Simpsons just weren’t as funny. I was wrong. I got tired of sex and body noise humor, and started to enjoy the simple and fun humor of a cartoon that has made it since 1989. They are obviously doing something right. I even play The Simpsons:Tapped Out on my iPad.
- I NEVER wanted to be a teacher. Yup. You heard me right. The girl that’s about to become a teacher originally never wanted to be one. I wanted to be a writer. Still do. I actually got the brainstorm to be a teacher from a BOOK JACKET. A lot of authors, like Suzanne Young, had degrees in English and were writers on the side. I realized then that my love of books and my love of all things English could be put together with the fun I had when I tutored underprivileged high school students.
- I majored in Biomedical Sciences before switching to Secondary Education. I wanted to make money, and lots of it. I figured the sciences were the way to do it. I had put away my dreams of writing and realized that I wanted to live comfortably. I sucked at Organic Chem and couldn’t pass Anatomy and Physiology, so I dropped down to Allied Health Sciences. When I started to feel like I was still getting nowhere, I took a semester off school and figured out that teaching would be my true calling, and I could return to my dream to write my novel.
- I was a drug addict for 10 years. True story. My parents were upper class and still got away with using drugs, and their divorce was messy, so I was a little screwed up as a teen. I wanted to be a junkie. I wanted not to care. I started with pot, then ecstasy, then was on to meth and heroin. I never shot up: I just smoked it. It was everywhere in Phoenix. I moved to Michigan to get clean in 2008, and I haven’t looked back.
- I was a candy kid. Ever heard of rave culture? That was me. I had the big pants (still have them and wear them on Halloween), and I had the rainbow bracelets. I was into Happy Hardcore (still love it!). I stopped going to raves when I got too deep into drugs, and I haven’t been to one again. I miss the music and dancing. But raves and drugs go hand in hand, so I stay far away.
- I have one tattoo. I went on a field trip with my fellow theater club members (International Thespian Society). We went to Venice Beach, California (remember, I lived in AZ at the time, so it was a one hour plane trip). I was only 16, but there was a tattoo shop that all the underage kids went to called Sk8 Shop tattoo. I went in on a whim, showed them my actual ID, and they agreed to tattoo me. I had to pick something quick before they changed their minds, so I picked a dragon back piece and had them shrink it down to ankle size. It was the worst pain in my life. I won’t say I regret it…but I’ll only say I’m older now, and might have chosen something different. This is the problem with tattoos as a teenager. Your tastes always change.
- I also have my tongue pierced. That was also a sixteen year old me decision. There was a new tattoo and piercing place that opened up in Scottsdale, where I’m from. They claimed later that they didn’t know they needed parental permission. They pierced my cartilage a couple times, and I finally asked them to pierce my tongue. I wanted to be able to stick it out at people when mocking them and have a cute little stud. Plus, it was super popular in the late 90s to early 2000s. When the guy did it, he said, “Don’t move or I’ll split your tongue in two.” I was paralyzed with fear. When he was done, he said, “Just kidding!” and I wanted to end him.
So that’s all you’ll get out of me today. Lots o’ skeletons in the ol’ closet…but you’ll have to wait until next time for more. Lol.
I can’t just nominate anyone because a lot of you have already done this tag. So I’m saying, if you’re my friend on here, tag, you’re it!! If you haven’t done this tag…then consider yourself nominated. Ha!!
Can’t wait to see some answers. I showed you mine, now it’s time for you to show me yours! (Sorry, that came out wrong…)