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Here I am, for better or worse...completely exposed to all of you that have stumbled acorss my page. For whatever reason you are here, I feel flattered that you want to find out about me...and hopefully, in return, I'll be able to some day find out more about you. :-) If you want a quick glance at me, check out the survey-style of me...and if you have time, read on, my dear friend. I am the youngest child, the only female, having two older brothers. My parents are originally from Pennsylvania, mom claiming that she is from the "good part," being Philly...and my dad being from the not-so-good part, Pittsburgh. The story of how my parents met is pretty romantic, so I guess I'll share it with you. Dad was in the Coast Guard and stationed at Governor's Island, NYC. He was on leave one weekend so he joined a friend for a trip to the Jersey shore. There, dad's friend was meeting up with this chick. At the hotel, my dad checked in and gave his name. The clerk, being my mom, was entermused with the last name he gave...it was the same last name as her sister's roommate. Anyways, so it turns out that my dad's friend was meeting up with a friend of my mom's. Also, the four of them ended up going out together that night. I think I should add that mom thought dad was gay when she first met him. Anyways, so mom was working the night shift...got off around 11pm and the four of them went out and had a great time. Dad drove her home and they made plans to meet up the same day (by the time mom was taken home, it was about 2am...ah, youth...). So, when they got together that afternoon, dad proprosed. He just knew that she was the one. Six months later, they got married. And, I am glad to report that they have been happily married for 27 years. Pretty cool, eh? Let me give you a brief rundown of myself...believe me, I can turn this into a really long and drawn out story of my life...something I don't think either one of us needs or wants... So, after 22 years, I think I can figure myself out pretty well...plus, I'm a psyc major so if I get this wrong then I should be worried. I AM: introverted*extroverted*intuitive*feeling*impatient*night owl*addicted to chapstick*nail bighter*orally fixated?*music lover*disney fan*a crest kid*frog lover*in debt*will accept donations*laid back*raod tripper*existentialist*believer in free will*pro-choice*a fan of my friends*anywhere but here*single*heterosexual*individual*free-thinker*leader*follower *stubborn*my mother*my father*military brat*daddy's girl*princess*[place your own thoughts here] ok, so here's a little more on the oral fixation thing: when i was a wee lass, my parents found it hard to ween me of the bottle, of sucking my thumb, and to even potty train. you just couldn't break me of my habits (stubborn much?)... anyways, so i gave up the bottle when i discovered i could suck on my thumb all day and not worry about having to get it refilled or what have you. the only way that i stopped sucking my thumb is by getting my hand burnt and it being wrapped up in so much gauze that i couldn't fit it into my mouth. go figure. for more on me, go here:
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