Thursday, May 10, 2007

Virus err....Meme

Once again I have been tagged for a meme. This time by Crissybug. Sort of like catching a virus that you're socially obligated to pass on to an astonishing seven other people. I never did play well with others, so I think I might only pass it to four or five. Anyone with a simple grasp of math sees the problem with these things. If every blogger passes it to seven others the entire blogosphere will be inundated in a matter of days. I'm just trying to save the world, that's all. Just so everyone knows, I have the same issues with the Thinking Blogger Award which, thanks to dedicated non-participants, seems to have slowly piffled away.

For those of you that I do tag, and you'll just have to love me anyway, you should copy and paste the following paragraph into your post.

Here’s how it works: Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. You need to tag 7 others and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!

I don't know anyone who has trouble talking about themselves, and I'm no exception, so this is long. If you don't want to read the whole thing, just scroll down to see if you got tagged. I'll try to leave comments at your blogs letting you know like I'm supposed to. Here goes -

1. I have this weird aversion to certain sounds and textures. Think fingernails on a chalkboard, except it's things like Styrofoam rubbing together, dry hands touching each other, the sound of dry feet scraping on the carpet, metal on metal, sandpaper and many others. I can't even write on a chalkboard without trying to bite my tongue in half. I can't even pick up a piece of chalk, let alone right with it. It makes me want to scream. Oh, and another thing like that is the wooden sticks in popsicles and corn dogs. I promise you it makes me cringe just thinking about it. All the nerves in my face try to curl away. eeaawwww.

2. People think I'm reliable, but I'm not. They give me lots of things to do, at church for instance, but I frequently forget all about whatever it is. Instead of learning from this, they just ask me to do something else, too. I have nightmares of suddenly realizing that I was supposed to be somewhere or do something and I forgot about it completely. Sadly, this happens in real life too. For example, as I'm writing this I suddenly remembered that I had a meeting on Tuesday which I didn't go to at all. Ooops. Sorry Mr. R.

3. I play the drums at my church, and have played drums in a church or at school since I was 14 years old, but I only really know one or two basic rhythms. Let me just tell you that small Mennonite communities have lots of people who play the piano, but no-one who will give drum lessons. No-one. Luckily the people in my church don't want anything fancy, so they're happy with the fact that I use the three toms on my trap set as music stands instead of playing them. (Well, the kids aren't, but they don't pay the tithes and fill the committees.)

4. I've always been an early riser. I wrote about this a while ago. Even when I was tiny, I would get up very early and go eat some cereal. There was just so much to do that I couldn't stand to lay in bed and sleep. Even now, I can't sleep past 7:30, and usually not past 6:30 if I got to bed at least by 11:00. I like to go to bed early, but lately I've been staying up much later because.....

5. My mother got me hooked on internet gaming. We, and several of my aunts, play Puzzle Pirates. My mother and her sisters have been playing for a couple of years, but I decided to wait until I didn't have a child under 1 to worry about waking up etc. It's a lot of fun, and you should go check it out. Let me know if you do and I'll look you up in the Puzzle Pirate world. Not only are there lots of puzzles to play, but you can buy your own home, clothes, furniture, ships and pretty much spend as much time as you want to. You see the problem there.

6. I lived in a dorm for my junior and senior years of high school. My school, which shall remain nameless, has dorms for high schoolers who live too far away to make commuting possible. (ie Four of the girls right now are from Indonesia.) My mother taught here for five years, and then my family moved to Colorado when I was a freshman. I went to the high school there for one year, but developed all sorts of health problems as a result of stress and general terror. You think I'm kidding, but I'm not. I home schooled the next year, and then was allowed to come back to my old school to live in the dorm for my last two years of high school. It was wonderful, although I wish my family could've been here too, of course. They moved back the summer after I graduated, and my mother has taught here again since then. My husband and I became Boy's Dorm parents three years ago, but this is our last day of it, because graduation is tonight.

7. I hate make-up. Hate it. When I was home with my family between my junior and senior years of high school, my father said, "C, I think it's time you start wearing war-paint." I had finally had my braces removed after four long years, and he decided it was ridiculous for me to not fix up a bit. I guess it worked, because my future husband and I became great friends that year. He insists the make-up had nothing to do with it, but I tell him he wouldn't really know, because it would've been subconscious anyway. I only wear make-up now for church or "events". Blech.

I'm going to tag Bramblerose, Estemoa, Sara from GF&W, JAM, Lisa from Our Seven Qtpies, and Kilikina. Wow, that's almost seven. Looks like I'm practically a full participant.

8 comments:

Qtpies7 said...

Thanks! I'll play, too, but I probably won't tag many people, if any, because this is going around so fast I don't know who has or hasn't been tagged before!
Though I am not reliable, either, I was tagged for a different meme and totally forgot about it, and I wanted to do it!
I like meme's that you get to know things about people. Especialy weird stuff, like your #1! I have my own weird stuff, don't worry, you'll see.
Oh, and my son is proud of you, he HATES make-up on girls. He thinks we are beautiful without it and it is evil and he will make it illegal when he takes over the world. (he's 17, btw)

Qtpies7 said...

Oh, and to protect you,I won't let anyone know that YOU turned me on to Puzzle Pirates, because I know what is going to happen at my house today, NOTHING. I'll be too busy playing. Cause I love me a good puzzle game! I'm a member of Shockwave's monthly membership and Real Arcade's.

Qtpies7 said...

Do you want to refer me to Puzzle Pirates and get 1500 booty thingys? its qtpies5 @ msn

Rosemarie said...

#2 Is my favorite!

"Giving Total Control" posted today. I need tips and suggestions on my newest challenge.

Blessings...

"Pearl of wisdom...a heavenly voice."
http://avoicetobeheard.blogspot.com/

Kili @ Live Each Moment said...

I'm a little behind on blogging. Not ignoring your meme!

JennaG said...

I enjoyed reading this. How cool that you play the drums--I think that would be fun. I know you said you don't play much, but I think it's cool that you do. I can't imagine living away from parents in high school--I could hardly do it in college, and had to come home every weekend.

Lilibeth said...

Well, the parents weren't too thrilled about her being gone all year either, but it was a good thing, and we survived.

If we had only had puzzle pirates in those early computer days--when our computer didn't even have one gig on it--we could have gone sailing together every evening or bilging or navving or carpenting. aaarrr!

crissybug said...

I was going through my bloglines trying to clean stuff up and realized that I had read this, but never commented!

Thank you for playing along. It was fun to learn a little bit more about you. I even went and checked out Puzzle Pirates!