2. Each tagged person must post 8 random facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal/ blog of these facts
4. At the end of the post 8 more persons are tagged and named
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged
8 Random Facts About Myself:
1. I fear that i will become just like Howard Hughes - locked up in a room picking things up with tissues in fear of germs
2. I've been almost completely unproductive for nearly 6 months. Though sometimes I regret not using my time better, it's the best thing I could ever have done. This opportunity will most likely never reoccur.
3. I still really want to live underwater and thus am frustrated with the space program and completely fascinated with Dubai.
4. I am only now realizing the cultural differences between my peers and I and the impact they have upon our relationships. It's fascinating to say the very least.
5. My dreams mix with reality and I am finding it harder and harder to tell the two apart.
6. The process moving about every two years has become a neccessary evil. Without it I feel as if the world is moving ahead and I'm moving back.
7. School is a terrible way to assess intelligence. There are some pretty stupid yet highly educated people out there.
8. My favourite place to be is a darkroom - breathing in chemicals, playing loud music, and trying to make pictures look like they've been around for more than a day or two.
So whomever isn't too cool for the world should do this just for sake of doing so. Probably including you.










Ps. I had a dream that you lived in the front room of an old house on a river, in the middle of a big city (complete with flying cars!). Your room was in the river and bobbed up and down all day, but you never noticed the water coming in the floor. You shared it with a little girl and I randomly decided to move in and slept on the floor…
Awwwww some how this seems very real and very nice.
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