Thursday, October 16, 2008

6 is my lucky number

I've been tagged! Woah! My first tag *blush* Thanks Ms Buzzelli you rule

Ok. I need to tell you "six little things about myself"

The rules of the game:
• Link to the person who tagged you.
• Mention the rules.
• Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about yourself.
• Tag six other bloggers by linking to them.
• Go to each person's blog and leave a comment that lets them know they've been tagged.
Ok here it goes...
1) When I was in the 7th grade my Dad brought a kitten home from his bodyshop. It was the only kitten left that was still alive in the back of a Nissan Sentra. The kitten was 3 days old, her eyes were still shut. I raised her and kept her in a gerbil cage at the foot of my bed. My Dad always warned me to make sure I keep that cage shut at night so the kitten doesn't climb in my bed. Well, dumb me left the cage open one night and sure enough that kitten found it's way into my bunk bed and wanted to cuddle. Only thing was, I was sound asleep, rolled over on her and suffocated her. My sister slept on the top bunk and said she heard the kitten crying but didn't think to get out of bed and punch me. I woke up the next day and went to get my kitten as usual and I couldn't find her anywhere. I was freaking out and had no clue where she could have gone, then I checked my bed- my heart stopped-there she was my kitten DEAD! I killed my kitten. It was THE saddest day of my life. U2's with or without you had just come out on the radio and i'd just sit in bed and cry. sad huh?
2) We used to sneak my Dad's cigarettes out of the freezer when we were in the 3rd grade and go back in the woods and try to smoke them.
3) I'm Italian, French, Norwegian and Polish. I think I like the Italian part the best, esp since my Great Grandfather Rocco came from Bari, Italy and was a shoe maker. No wonder I like shoes so much
4) When I get nervous or shy I start acting really weird and get all awkward
5) The first time I kissed a boy I got sick and had to go to the bathroom and throw up. I was SO NERVOUS! That was in the 9th grade-a boy named brian. I avoided hanging out with him again bcuz I was too scared to kiss him another time. I didn't touch a boy again till I was 22
6) I have OCD
there ya have it! I tag the following:

1 comment:

jessie frances said...

as soon as i saw that kime tagged you i knew i was next...:}
guess who also has OCD?..