1.31.2011

Aw-kward.

My sister Lindsey's "big, purple framed glasses" must have been rose colored as well. As far as I know I am her only older sister. I also know this is far from the truth:

"a gorgeous, popular older sister who all the guys were in love with."

Not true. False statement. End of story. But thanks for thinking I was. You are now my favorite sister.

Here's the truth.

I had an obsession with silk shirts. They were horrendous. And that's putting it mildly. I wore them on picture day. One of those shirts being olive green and a burnt brown color. It was gross. And I thought it was so cool. Lame.

I was pretty smooth too. So smooth. One day while running laps on the track, a group of us girls were acting so silly/ditsy super cool, while a group of older boys were on the field. I decided to step it up. You know so those super cute boys would look over in my direction. (Remember how super smooth I am). I take off running as fast as I can go. Pulling ahead of my friends. Yeah that's right I was super athletic too. In front of me are hurdles . . .missing the bar you actually jump over. Since I am super {all of the above} I use my best hurdle jumping skilz to clear the hurdle that had no bar. Picture perfect jump I tell ya. The landing would have been perfect too. Except I really had no jumping skilz. And I fell. I fell hard. Right on my face. My hands, knees and chin were bleeding. Lying there face down on the ground I heard laughing. Really it was all in my head though, because those super cute boys weren't even looking in my direction. Ouch. My pride was super hurt that day.

Or one day when I got off the bus stop a few stops early. To walk with a boy, I wanted to impress. I wasn't paying attention of where I was walking. I ran into a mailbox. Tripped. Arms flailing. And fell. He laughed. (how rude).

She wanted to pass on the stylish blogger award game thing to me. I don't play nice. I don't keep it going. Sorry. But I will give you seven random facts about myself. I am nice like that. Plus she's my sister. How do I say no?

1. I rarely wear make-up. My hair is normally in a pony tail. And I wear a lot of sweat pants. Sad story. But a true one. Once upon a time I used to take the time to get all done up . . . all nice and purdy like. It's a goal of mine to be put together again. every.day. I am proud of the fact that on the days I do get dressed up it takes me 20 minutes to shower, do my hair and makeup. Once upon a time. It took me that long just to take a shower. Double that amount of time to fix my hair and makeup. I am proud of my new talent.

2. When I eat, my bites are disgustingly big. Bad habit. I know. ps. I am totally lady like when I am around other people. I am not completely disgusting.

3. I don't drink while eating. I finish eating and then drink my water at the end of my meal. All at once.

4. I can out eat anyone I know. One time some football friends of mine (college and big guys) went out and had an eating contest. All you can eat pizza. It's sick, but I won. Why are all of my facts about food. I will move on to something else.

5. I am a sucker for animals. I have always wanted a pet (and have tried many times it's embarrassing really). I just have a hard time committing to keeping them. It's pathetic. I have been known to take in strays, and find them homes. Basically I should open an animal shelter or start a rescue. I would be good at that.

6. I am a light sleeper. really. really. really light sleeper. At night, I have the bathroom fan going, an air purifier, an air humidifier and our recent addition a white noise maker. And I can still hear every little creak in my neighbor's house. Okay it's not that bad, but all of that white noise barely helps me stay asleep at night. Bad news, Gwen is just like me.

7. I like to day dream. Maybe night dream. I don't know. But it's always before going to sleep and when I have just woken up but don't want to get out of bed. It always starts out as a list of things I want to get done. . . and then my mind wanders. I dream of having my own reception hall/home. Of being an actress. Of traveling the world. Becoming an awesome photographer. A cake decorator. Of the home I want to build. . . and some really really random things.

I won't give actual names. But if you have read this post. Consider yourself named. And post seven random facts about yourself on your blog. I will love you, if you do. Okay I will love you if you don't. But I do LOVE reading posts like this. It's kind of like people watching. On a blog. Kind of.

6 comments:

allenaim photography and design said...

oh man...I found so many similarities to you in your list that it is scary...oh my....

sarah said...

Haha, these funny fact make me laugh. I have many times seen you save your drink for the end :) You are such a goof ball!

Michelle said...

i love it! i had some pretty awesome shirts growing up too...not as cool as silk tho...and remember who was right there with you at souper salad...i might out eat you my dear...remember the time i threw up i ate so much...and you were LAUGHING! i think your mom was probably disgusted with us haha.

Lindsey said...

Whatever, Brooke, those silkies were the bomb dot com!

As for the boys, I recall my very first boyfriend saying, "I met your sister. She is REALLY pretty! You guys don't look anything alike."

WAAAAAHHHHHHH : )

I drink my drink at the end of the meal too. I think that is a weird thing dad used to make us do. I still also count out 4 squares of toilet paper like he had us do : )

Adriane said...

So for the record, I'd like to challenge you to an eating contest the next time we get together. You. Me. And one visit to any buffet of your choice-Chinese,Pizza,Homestyle, whatever. Whoever wins pays the tab and gets braggin rights. Deal?

(Also, for the record, you were pretty dang cool in HS. I remember you getting LOTS of phones calls, invites to parties, and cute guys to come over to your house...but, I'd have to say that you're cooler now...I love your realism...and cynicism...it's just like me ;})

katherine said...

Hahaha! I DARE you to eat more than me!!! Or Adri for that matter--we're truckers when it comes to food!!! Love your post and believe me you were the cute girl the guys took notice of. Take it from a true nerd--it was obvious who was cute--YOU!!! and who was nerdy--ME! Great to hear all the facts of Brooke :)