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So the always awesome Jenn over at Jeans Friday tagged ALL of her followers with a cute little questionnaire to help everyone get through their half-way-through-the-week mark, so I'll do the same. Fill it out if you want, don't if you got something better to do, enjoy the randomness. :)

I've come to realize that my chest-size...changes based on how many push-ups I can do. This makes it very frustrating to buy bras in my size, because I technically waver between two sizes. Yay for working out.

I've come to realize that when I'm driving…I am very polite and courteous...until you do something dick-wadish and I take it personally.

I've come to realize that I need...to spend a little bit more energy taking care of myself and a little less taking care of everyone else.

I've come to realize that I have lost...many hours of my life being way too hard on myself. And I can't promise I'm going to knock it off anytime soon.

I've come to realize that I hate it when...people try to tell me what to do with my life. Not gonna happen, kids...

I've come to realize that if I'm drunk.... lol then I am probably someone else. I don't drink alcohol.

I've come to realize that I'll always ... look for the best in other people.

I've come to realize that my sibling(s)...are amazing guys. I wish I knew them better.

I've come to realize that my mom...is one of the strongest and most amazing women I've ever met.

I've come to realize that my cell phone...will probably always cut off my phone calls when I drive in the canyons. Le sigh.

I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning... I'd already missed a phone call from a friend in Oklahoma and a text message that my best guy friend accidentally sent to me instead of his fiancee! To his credit, he apologized and then texted me, "Good thing it wasn't something dirty!" To which I can replied: "Yes, Eric. I am VERY grateful."

I've come to realize that before I go to sleep....I need to talk to that boy I adore.

I've come to realize that right now I am thinking...I should probably be writing another post for the Examiner already!

I've come to realize that my dad...probably did the best he could.

I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...sometimes I wish people couldn't see me on there and start chat conversations with me...it always happens at the worst time and I look like I'm avoiding people.

I've come to realize that life...has its own built-in little sick sense of humor. So I try to have one too.

I've come to realize that this weekend...I am working! Ugh.

I've come to realize that the best music to listen to when I am upset...is quite honestly, ABBA. Particularly Take a Chance on Me, Dancing Queen, and Chiquitita. Don't judge, I still like Metallica and Alice in Chains.

I've come to realize that my friends...are the best people I've ever met.

I've come to realize that I love...quite a lot of things about life right now.

I've come to realize that I'm totally terrified... of fear getting in the way of me doing something great in my life. Well, that and the great white shark that lives in the deep end of my swimming pool.

tag, you're it...

So before I go into how my print ad shoot went on Friday, I was playing catch up with all the blogs I missed reading over the weekend and was meandering through the always-awesome Jenn's blog when I noticed that I was tagged by her to tell you 7 things about myself.

I've never been tagged before, as I think of myself as a fairly low-key blogger, and I am super-excited. And although I don't think I can compete with how freakin' cool Jenn's 7 facts are, I'll give it my best.

Thanks Jenn! You're the nicest! :)

1) In addition to once talking a man down from attacking myself and a friend in a dark alley, I also once talked a guy on the train out of knifing a girl. That remains one of the scariest experiences in my life.

2) By the time I graduated from college, I'd traveled to fifteen and a half different countries: England, Ireland, Scotland, Wales, Germany, Switzerland, Austria, Lichtenstein, the Czech Republic, France, Italy, Belgium, Mexico, Canada, Japan and Bermuda counting as the half (technically Bermuda is still part of the United Kingdom. Whatever).

Because of all my traveling, I've learned two important survival skills: a) roll with it, and b) eat whatever is put down in front of you.

3) When I was in high school I was interviewed by the LA Times, as I was in a professional children's theater group at the time, but I told the interviewer that I had no interest in becoming an actress, as I wanted to become a marine biologist. Which leads me to:

4) One of the goals I'm determined to achieve in life is to cage-dive with great white sharks. But alas, I should probably learn how to swim first, which leads me to:

5) I can't swim. I almost drowned when I was little so water on my face really freaks me out. I can barely dip my face into running shower water.

6) I was born at home, not in a hospital, on purpose. My mom wanted a home birth...she got one.

7) I love learning languages... I studied German for five years, Latin for two, I was in a French class for six months that I finally had to quit because it was at 7 in the morning, and now I'm trying to find a place that will teach me ASL (American Sign Language) that fits with my work schedule.

and now for the tagging part, mwah hah hah... I'd love to learn seven facts about Lira, drollgirl, Iva, and Shanna Suburbia.

Go get 'em, girls...