My favorite speed [mph] to drive is 40. Whether the speed limit's 25 or 65, I like 40.
I wheeze when I do pushups [lately].
When something catches me off guard and I think it's funny, my laugh sounds like a honk [just ask my housband].
I am far too sentimental, and I keep things people give to me for far too long. I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings.
I am also far too guilty about throwing/giving these things away, though I know nobody will miss them.
If you mimic my laugh, I'll laugh so hard I cry.
When I cry, I breathe loudly. I don't cry in public [hardly ever] because it's embarrassing. Plus, I just don't cry in public... it makes me really uncomfortable.
I like to think positively. I think life is better remembered by the good parts, not the bad. Though the bad, in retrospect, can be good.
I like to sing at any given moment. I'm not great.
I try not to complain, and negativity makes me feel sick.
I dislike knowing about other people's unhappiness and not being able to do anything about it.
I like dreaming about things like going to Ireland and making it big with photography, but I'm too scared to take the first step.
I'm actually pretty timid.
Sometimes I say really stupid things, and I regret it immediately.
I generally only listen to music when I really need it--when I'm upset, when I'm at work, or when I'm furiously cleaning.
I like watching movies about families.
I like things that are whimsical. Like teacups and things in antique stores.
I am really good at Mariokart.
I am also spectacularly awesome at procrastination.
I want to go back to school someday, but not here. Somewhere else.
I think things over far too much.