Tuesday, June 8, 2010

This is Me

It's scary to be honest sometimes. But if I really want you to know me I know I have to open up a bit about who I really am. The only way to have and keep close friends is to be open to having close friends. I want to give you a glimpse into my life by telling you some things you couldn't know about me unless you were a very close friend.

I would live off pizza, burgers, ice cream, cheese, coffee, and cake, not in that order. This fact will never change.

I am late for nearly everything. If I'm not late, it's because I tried VERY hard not to be late. That's a big deal.

In my head, no one really likes me that much, like I'm alright, but I'm no one's favourite. This makes me try way too hard, and it's exhausting. I've also recently realized that it makes it very hard for me to admit that I don't like someone else, since I'm afraid I might somehow be pushing away someone who might actually like me. It's messed up.

I am a crazy animal lover. I cannot handle hearing about sick or abused animals. It is nearly impossible for me to kill an insect. I lose sleep over stories in the news that involve animal abuse. I've lost sleep over the recent oil spill and the effect it has on the animals and the ecosystems involved. I would probably collect puppies.

I've always been Dad's girl. I am pretty much a copy of him.

I love numbers and working with money. I budget like a mad woman.

My absolute favourite things to do on the weekend are bake, get outside to run/hike/geocache/swim/kayak, or read.

I don't like watching movies at home. I'm trying to get better at it.

I love graveyards. I know that may sound morbid, but it's true. I love them - they're so interesting. I love checking the names and the dates on tombstones. I visit new and interesting graveyards any chance I get.


marie said...

You're one of my favourites.

Hands down.

PunkRockMom said...

We are eerily alike, you and I. Well, all except the late thing. If I'm not 15 minutes early I think I'm late. Love the same food, have the same thoughts, surreal attachment to animals, movies at home issue and graveyards. And if I could I would love to run/kayak/hike.

So, that being said, what does that say about me that I love you so much? Does that mean I'm in love with myself? Am I a total egotist? ;-)

You are one of my very favorite people on this planet. For real.

OldGoogleAccount said...

I can totally relate to the uncertainty of people liking you. And of course the pizza thing :P But instead of it making me try to hard, it makes me withdraw. I think your way is better.

Anonymous said...

Hi Tara
I don't know much about blog commenting as this is my first time. I am a "friend" of Jaime Wilson. Actually I'm her mother's friend, so her's by default. I saw that gorgeous looking vegetable cheescake and it isn't in the edition of my Moosewood cookbook. Would you mind sharing the recipe? Thank you in advance. Lisa islandgirl62@shaw.ca