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Sept. 06, 2005 -- 9:29pm

...to dream, perchance to ...list....

Not fond of:

Turkey, ice cream, hard candies, liver, spinach, brussel sprouts, peppers and fiddleheads.

Love, love, love:

Chocolate, cheese, ketchup, mustard, salad, smarties, raspberries, peanut butter, map-o-spread, syrup and brown sugar.

Sweet tooth favourites:

Smarties, Reese peanut butter cups, gummie bears and swedish berries.

Salt craving:

BBQ Pringles, Extra Cheesy Bugles, Salt & Vinegar chips, cheese and Tostitos with MILD salsa.

Cannot do for the life of me but don't really need to know how to do it because it won't come in handy or help me much in the future:

Beat Minesweeper, say the word Hieroglyphics, read any cartoon character's lips.

Can do but will never need it, nor will it ever come in handy or help me much in the future:

Beat Doom, beat Wolf 3D and anybody at any car-racing videogame even though I hate those games, make beaded necklaces or bracelets made from thread, cross my toes, make indents in my wrists, or ride a bike with no hands.

Cannot do even though it would help me beyond belief right now as it hinders me:

Pee on command, speak french, understand most people on the telephone, stop being nervous in situations where a normal hearing person wouldn't have any qualms.

Weird things to know about me because I feel like confessing:

-- My ears are always itchy. It's because of the hearing aid moulds I have to wear and the fact that my ears never breathe, which is ironic, I know, because I have dead ears. Sometimes I could swear I have spiders in my ears.

-- I like to fingerspell words and names just to keep up the knowledge of the American Sign Language alphabet. When I can't sleep at night I sometimes do the alphabet over and over in my head and on my fingers just to tire me out. It's my version of counting sheep, I guess.

-- I am a stickler for grammar and proper spelling, but for some reason I neglect grammar here in my diary and throw caution to the wind most frequently. I'm surprised nobody has called me up on this as of yet. So I guess you could say I am a hypocrite of the smallest size. Or I am just really annoying.

-- I love writing personal lists. Any lists, actually. To do lists, what not to do lists, to pack lists, what to buy whenever I get somewhere list, and any personal list about myself because I can be vain sometimes too. I'm a listy person, not to be confused with lusty. Although, I am full of lust for sure.

-- I am a sappy romantic who is very affectionate and wants love words and compliments all the time. It could quite possibly be because I rarely, if ever, receive any nice words about myself, or it could be because I am a very insecure person. Perhaps I have reason to be, or perhaps it's due to my past. Whatever the case I can't help it, it's me. All I can be is me, right?