sei cose per monique :)

six things for monique :)

1. I hated my middle name when I was little, and I mean absolutely hated it. Its kind of sad, because now I see it as beautiful. I was named after my mom's grandmother, who passed away right before my mom found out she was pregnant with me. So Regina went to Regan, and my name became Michelle Regan.

2. There is one thing I refuse to do at any theme park, and that is a free fall. If any ride has any thing like a free fall in it, I will sit it out. I think it goes back to when I was 10 and at Disneyland. I wasn't feeling well and my family made me go on splash mountain anyway. Granted, that isnt a huge free fall or anything, but to my 10 year old mind it was. In any case, the next day we went to the doctor and it turns out my appendix was in the process of bursting inside of me, which is what led to my feeling so poorly. So now I associate feeling sick with free falls and refuse to do them.

3. I refuse to eat fish. Mo might be afraid of them, but I just cant eat them. Its not from some noble thing like being a vegetarian, but because I picture them flopping in the air, gasping, hoping to gt back into the water, and then essentially drowning on land. I feel bad for them and just cannot eat them. Then there is the issue that when you go to the market, they still look like fish, not just meat, so there is no waaaaay I could ever eat them. Yuck.

4. I was supposed to be a boy. All the way til the day I was born my parents thought they were getting a baby boy. My name was supposed to be James Matthew I think. So I went nameless for a while while they figured everything out.

5. I am addicted to books. I does not matter if I have read them once, never, or multiple times, I just have to have them. Right now I have at least 20 books on my shelf here in DC that I have not read, and that I dont plan to read for some time. Yet, I am still planning on going to Barnes and Noble tomorrow to pick up about three books. And this does not even count the books I have back in San Diego that I have read and have yet to read. I can't go to bed at night unless I have read a chapter in a book, but it has to be a book I have read before, otherwise I will stay up all night reading it. Oh books. They are such a problem for m wallet, but such a great thing for my mind.

6. My right foot is a complete mess. I dont know why, but if anything bad is going to happen to my feet, it always happens to my right foot. In 7th grade i jumped over my dog as he got up, knocking my legs out form under me, and I fell, slamming my right foot into the tile floor. It took 2 weeks for the swelling to go down enough for the doctors to realize I had completely torn the ligament in my ankle in half. So now it is healed, but it didnt heal exactly right since I walked on it for two weeks before I was put in a cast. This past summer (June 07), I was wearing heels and biking, not such an uncommon occurence at UCSB. Unfortunately, my bike seat was broken, so when my foot slipped off the pedal I had not seat to cathc me and down I went. This time I refused to see a doctor because I wanted to walk for graduation, and I did. Then, we went straight to the doctor in SD, where the x-ray technician laughed and showed me the piece of bone sticking out from my foot. Not good. The lecture from the doctor was not welcome either. Then, in August of this year, I slid on some loose gravel while walking from a friends house. I gave myself some nasty roadburn. I literally had a hole in my right foot and I could not wear anything resembling shoes for 3 weeks. You would think a dancer would be graceful...apparently not.

There you go :)

sei cose per monique