Sunday

Some things you just don't realise...

My sister and I rarely speak in our own accents when we are together; sometimes we're English, Australian, American or almost racially acceptably French or Italian. We also spend most car journeys singing or in morbid silence in between her outbursts of road rage.

There's a black fleck on my right thumb, no matter how much the nail grows it's still there.

On the left side of my head my hair has alot more curls.

I have a squint in my left eye.

My grandmother told me shrugging is for stupid people and even now I stop myself doing it.

One of my best friends likes to tell me to put on "our song" when we're in the car. It's Noah and the Whale, Sun, sun, sun.... because we probably won't like each other in five years time as the lyric suggests. Ever so comforting.

If I rotate my wrists they click.Same goes for my ankles.

I cannot stand The Cable Guy, it makes me very very angry. Much like reality television, Laura Woods, Eddie Hobbs, Winning Streak and ring tones.

I prefer ads to regular scheduled programming.

I made a friend move furniture around my room this morning just because I don't like how I can see myself in the mirror every morning when I wake up.

I love wrapping paper more than the present. Always.

My favourite flavour is orange or strawberry. For a month every Summer I like to live solely on ice pops.

I would like all my meals to be in picnic form.

I only like being social with people every so often. More often than not I like restricting most contact to text form.

I will never pick up the phone to a private number.

I will always pick up to my parents.

I keep my phone on silent at all times as when it vibrates to notify me I have a message it scares me. Therefore the picking up to my parents point is pretty much moot.

There's a cat in our back yard and I fed him tuna even though my brother told me not to.

I like black and white films.

I love all french songs even though I have no idea what is being said.

I have poor reflexes... means I fall over alot.

My mother calls me the baby even though I have two younger brothers. Those two call me the child and my older brother and sister call me sweetie. All in all my family think I am 7.

I hate the word goodbye and bye. Very final.

I gag at the thought of velvet.

I like to make up stories about people I see on the bus.

I read over 200 mills and boon books in the last 6 months. I only kept reading them as people has a genuine problem with it and it intrigued me.

I have a teddy bear called selection box and I bring him everywhere with me. He can often be found in my handbag.

I can recite certain paragraphs of To Kill a Mockingbird, Macbeth, Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice and The Bell Jar.

I go through phases- I have been obsessed with Mandella, Sinatra, Joe DiMaggio, Humphrey Bogart, Ted Bundy, Bobby Sands, Polly Klass and Charles Manson.

I read all public documents to do with the Veronica Guerin case when I was in secondary school.

When I blink my eyes click.

When I was younger I wanted clickity grown up shoes.

I don't like labels.

I like sunglasses.

I think Tom Cruise is misunderstood.

Sometimes I like to do long division when I am bored because it took me so long to grasp it in school I'm afraid I will forget how to do it.

I like graveyards and usually find the names for characters there.

I hate selfishness, loud noises and when it's dark.

More often than not I fall asleep to the voice of Stephen Fry reading Harry Potter.

I dream of people and there is rarely a location around for long enough to focus on it.

First thing I do when I wake in the morning is check my phone, text my mother and delete email spam.

I have an off white tooth that will not whiten no matter what I do.

I can cook but I cannot bake.

There's a rocking chair in our kitchen that I don't like to rock on in case I break it.

I like stretching and curling my toes.

I like to play with people's fingers. When I was younger I would spend hours playing "princess trapped in a dungeon" while I sat on my father's lap, his hands were the dungeon.

When I was small I cried because I didn't have an Adam's apple.

I was too small to go swimming in school so I went to "daddy and me" classes.

I had a stutter which sometimes causes me to roll my "th" sounds.

I love poetry.

When I finish something I like to know there is something wrong with it that needs to be fixed before I show it to anyone.

I would love to have a little girl called Moxie who liked to play outside all the time.

Lastly-

I do not like to shake hands with strangers.