I am most comfortable articulating my feelings through other people’s song lyrics.

I often quote movie lines in conversation. Sometimes they might even be related to what I’m talking about.

The anniversary of my first date with my husband is more relevant to me than our wedding anniversary.

I usually like a band more after seeing their video clips, and less after seeing them live (there are exceptions to the rule). I think it’s because I’m still a teenybopper fangirl.

I got a distinction in a ’science competition’ exam in year 10 which remains (kind of depressingly) one of my proudest moments.

I won a poster competition in year 6 - the mayor of my city gave me a David Attenborough book set as my award. I have never read it but I can’t throw it away.

When I was 14, I had to write a report about who my hero was. I chose my mum.

Several years ago, I had to take my labret out (which I had for about a year) cos it was damaging my gums. I miss it most of the time. I really loved that piercing. Sometimes I still find myself tonguing the inside of my mouth where it used to be.

I love meeting celebrities who I’m a fan of. Last year I met someone who I’d wanted to meet for a really long time. It was one of my favourite evenings ever.

I have really long feet - size 12-13 - and my feet haven’t grown since I was about 14 years old.

When I’m not wearing glasses or contact lenses, my focal point is less than 3 inches in front of my nose.

I love being in water.

I hate spontaneity, and I’m no good at it. I try to organise everything in my life. But I’m not very good at organising things.

The first crush I ever had was on my 2nd grade teacher, Mr Popovski. I don’t remember what he looked like.

I’ve been to see the Australian Ballet peform maybe 50 times. I’ve met a couple of my favourite dancers and gotten autographs. I think I could almost walk the entire way from Circular Quay train station to the Opera Theatre blindfolded. I’ve studied the diagram of the car parking lot half a dozen times, just for interest. But I couldn’t tell you where the Studio or the Playhouse are.

I cry in movies more often than I don’t. It is not uncommon for me to sob hysterically in the middle of a movie theatre or friend’s lounge room. It’s usually because of someone in the movie getting hurt - whether physically and emotionally.

I worked in a shoe store for maybe about 3 months when I was about 18, and I absolutely hated it.

I was working at afore-mentioned shoe store when I found out someone close to me had died.

I’m looking forward to having a whole head of gray hair. It feels empowering, like, maybe people will stop telling me how young I am all the time.

I don’t have as many scars as I think I probably should from being a total klutz.

I have abandonment issues.

I’m a control freak and I don’t like most surprises. I fear feeling powerless.

I’m incredibly insecure, especially about my personality.

My family moved house 3 times after I was born, before settling down for 14 years. Since I was 19, I have moved 6 times. I’m not sure if I want to move again or not.

When I was 20, I had to give away my cat because we moved somewhere where pets weren’t allowed. It remains one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

I’ve had almost every hobby you can think of and the only things that still have a hold on me are gaming and art.

Facebook helped me realise that just because I am back in contact with a whole bunch of people I used to be close to, it doesn’t mean I can have that closeness with them again. (Although it also doesn’t mean I can’t). This saddens and comforts me somehow.

I used to think it was better to regret something you did than something you didn’t do … until I did a bunch of stuff that, looking back, I really don’t think I should’ve done.

I dream of watery places often - bathhouses, swimming pools, water based amusement parks.

I’m attracted to strong, arrogant men and sweet, gentle women.

I used to think I liked blood. Turns out I don’t. I can’t look at another person’s wound without thinking of it as a piece of meat. I am however fascinated by my own blood and my own wounds.

I constantly make lists because I can’t keep my thoughts organised in my head. My memory is bad and I think too much and I think stuff leaks out of my brain while I sleep.

1. i hate bean sprouts
2. popping bubblewrap makes me happy
3. navel oranges are my favourite fruit
4. i haven’t eaten chocolate in over 4 months
5. time goes by fastest for me (other than sleeping) when i am doing things by myself because i zone out. this includes playing computer games, watching movies or painting.

in order of severity:

1) when i was about 4, i sliced my forehead open on a porcelain toilet roll holder that i’d just broken by leaning on it (time and time again). apparently, i was hysterical and there was no calming me, and both my father and brother were in tears by the time they got me to the emergency room at the hospital. if i push on the scar tissue, it still hurts, and i’ve had scans, and no one can tell me why.

2) trying to jump up from a chair to get something off a bookshelf, also at about 4 years of age, i caught my chin on the corner, splitting it open. this scar is really difficult to see.

3) cleaning glass at work, i foolishly reached past the side of it to get to something, and sliced the outside of my right thumb on the bottom knuckle. bled like a crazy thing for hours. i thought i was gonna have to get stitches but i didn’t. yay! i’m still left with the red, crescent shaped scar though.

4) at about 18 or 19, i came home drunk one morning after an all-nighter, and no one else was home. i was hungry so i decided to heat up some canned soup. i couldn’t find the can opener, so i stabbed the can open with a pair of chicken scissors, then attempted to pull back the metal with my fingers. naturally, i sliced my thumb open. (it’s faded though, and i can’t remember which thumb it was anymore).

5) i was using this little metal lifter at work for something completely inappropriate. it pushed through the thing i was using it on, and one end stabbed the wooden table i was working on, while the other slid like a hot knife through butter into the palm of my hand. luckily, it was very thin metal and a smooth shape so the wound wasn’t too terrible, but i was badly bruised for weeks. that scar has also entirely healed, and i can’t recall which hand it was.

my favourite gaming platforms, in order of favouriteness, would be:

1) Xbox 360 - the controllers are comfortable, the game selection is massive and the quality of the games are great. the only thing i am unhappy about is the “new Xbox Live experience” dashboard thing - it’s harder to navigate / find things than it used to be.

2) PC - i love playing MMOs and the Sims and i can’t imagine either of them working on consoles (even though people have tried or have plans to try). also Unreal Tournament is one of my favourite games, and lanning with a bunch of people with PCs all in someone’s house is one of the best and funnest things to do.

3) PS2 - back before the Xbox 360 came and stole my heart, I was a bit of a fan of this platform. tonnes better than the original Playstation, with a remarkable selection in games, and awesome graphics for the time.

4) Nintendo DS - i have a new DS Lite, and it’s very cute. i can browse the internet on it and there’s a pretty good selection of games available for it. however, i have issues still - i have to carry around cartridges for whatever games i wanna play and don’t have the option of “copying” them to the device, and the games are freaking expensive for what they are.

5) PS3 - home to some of my favourite games, i can’t leave the Playstation 3 out. Metal Gear Solid rocks my GD world. and the console itself is really nice looking. however, i find the controllers (the ones without the rumble pack) uncomfortably light - i already had experience with the Xbox 360 by this point, which may have spoiled me - and the selection of games is disappointing. plus there are a number of games which just do not look as good on the PS3 as they do on the Xbox 360, which strikes me as absolutely ridiculous since it came out later and is supposed to be the “next generation of gaming” or some shit.

1) i have more trouble with my relationships with women than with men. i often find women difficult to relate to, understand and/or get along with.

2) i identify as a tomboy, but i am completely overwhelmingly paranoid about being too masculine.

3) i’m scared of losing weight because i’ve spent so much of my life hiding behind being a “fat chick”.

4) i don’t think that i will ever drive a car ever again. even driving after my big accident (the one where i could’ve killed myself and one of my friends), i was still too reckless, aggressive and easily distracted. i consider it luck more than anything that i didn’t have more accidents and that i never got badly hurt. i even fell asleep once driving on a major-ish highway. but i don’t consider not driving to be a sacrifice - i never enjoyed it anyway, just the freedom that it gave me. now i’m much happier just to catch a train - even if i’m late or uncomfortable - because i don’t worry about dying in a vehicular accident anywhere near as much as i used to.

5) i love being drunk. not so drunk that i’m ill, but just drunk enough that my head is swimming (but i usually don’t stop there). it doesn’t matter how much i regret it the next morning due to either having been inappropriate or just having a hangover, i will always wanna get drunk again another time. i have to stop myself from drinking so much because i really can’t afford it and i really don’t want to destroy my liver or my life.