Ok - Why I am Nomadic:
My dad's in the Oil Business(NOT the military as has been suggested). I was born in California. I when I was nine months old, we moved to Saudi Arabia, where we lived for the next six years. Both my siblings were born there. We were actually on repat in the states when the Gulf War started, so it was like we went on a "permanent vacation." I mark the Gulf War as the first important event in my life. In many ways, it marked the end of my idyllic childhood, lilassif shadiid. While we were making the transition back to the states, we lived with my Grandma for about six months in Idaho. That was actually pretty great, but I still had this forboding feeling that my life was about to take a turn for the worse, and it did. New York. Enough Said. I don't like New York, and there is a reason why. If I told you, though, every New Yorker in the world would probably track me down and gut me like a fish multiple times....Anyways, after we had been there for four years, we moved to Texas and lived there five years. Then came the second greatest event in my life - Kuwait. Now I live in Provo. I am Nomadic. I am in Utah, but not of Utah. I am American, but not necesarily from anywhere in particular in America.
As you can see, "I am nomadic" is much shorter than all of that. Although sometimes when people find out all the interesting places I've been, they want me to talk and talk adn talk about it until my voice is sore, which is not that fun. I have, however, that going on for ten years about the economy of Kuwait is a sure way to get out of a really boring date.