1. I Still Listen to Boy Bands
Backstreet Boys, Youngstown, 98 Degrees, and yes, One Direction. There are some times when I just need fluffy music--I even have a playlist with that title on my iPhone. Maybe it's because I didn't "meet" the Backstreet Boys until senior year of high school(thank you 80s rock upbringing) or maybe it's because I happen to be a romantic female or something, but either way, I have several Boy Bands on my iPhone, and they aren't going away any time soon.
2. I hate horror movies
Appropriate "mini" for Halloween month, yes? This is kind of weird, because, yes, I watch Supernatural; and I watch the 100; and Daredevil, and a couple of(sometimes really baaaaad) adaptions of Wolfman and Dracula and Frankenstein, including all the UK Hammer Production ones(question: WHY?!). BUT I can't watch the modern creepy horror stuff. And there is at last one episode of SPN that I skip per season--or there used to be. The creepiest movie I own is Shyamalan's The Village, which actually isn't all that creepy anyway(confession within confession: I actually bought it because---Adrian Brody, Joaquin Phoenix, Jesse Eisenburg, Bryce Dallas Howard, Judy Greer, Cherry Jones and Sigorney Weaver in one movie? In period costumes? Ummmm, yes please!). I sat through the original Haunting once and pulled my very first All Nighter because of it. And it wasn't a Study All Nighter either. Stupid imagination :p
3.Mysteries aren't so "mysterious" to me anymore
I read too much. It's a problem. and sometimes I read too much of one genre. Ok, yes, the crime doesn't necessarily happen within the first couple of minutes/chapters/whatever. But even then, I usually know "whodunnit". The same goes for mystery shows. My family watches Poirot/Marple Sunday nights(thank you Netflix) and I just got into Miss Fischer's Murder Mysteries, and the biggest problem is I know who the culprit is like--ten minutes after the crime is committed(Poirot/Marple) or at least before the detective does(Miss Fischer). And this isn't really as much of a problem as you would think, because I usually spend the rest of the book/film/episode trying to figure out the "why", which is sometimes much more interesting than the "who". Side note: so far as the Christie stuff goes, I've taken to timing how bloody long it takes for Poirot to actually say whodunnit--and it's usually between ten and twenty minutes. I kid you not.
4. I have never been on a roller coaster
My family went to Disneyland the summer I was eighteen, and we went of just about every ride(thanks to my dad's awesome Disneyland Schedule--yes, he took a map and Excel and figured out how to get us on every "important" ride--in five days). When we spent the day at California Adventure, the one ride I didn't go on was Screamin California(and there was a good reason, I promise!). I've never been to Lagoon; I've never been to Six Flags; even when I went to the Mall of America I didn't get on any of their roller coasters. But it's on my Bucket List.
5. I trip over my own feet at least once a day
It's a serious problem. Whether I'm in heels, or flats, tennis shoes or sandals, chances are I'm going to end up flat on my back(or front, or side, or whatever). I don't quite know how it happens--summer, fall, spring, and especially in the winter. Stupid ice is no help to my stupid feet. Which probably also explains why I can't roller skate/blade, ice skate, or dance anything other than Blues. Speaking of which---
6. Blues is my favorite form of dance
I got introduced to this style about a year and a half ago, and ohmygoodness it's so much fun. There's a place downtown that does it every Friday night, and I try to go whenever possible. I never really considered myself a dancer(see #5 above), but this style is something that I don't exactly need to "learn" as much as I thought I did. Check this out:
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