8 facts about my body? Err… okay…

1. I’m 5’9, but I wish I was taller.

2. I’m relatively skinny, although I’ve got the occasional bit of flab here and there. I’m actually technically underweight, though, which is kind of weird, considering the amount of food I eat and the fact that I’m not exactly skin and bones.

3. I really like my body, actually. While I do wish I were a little taller, and it’d be nice to get rid of the thighs, I’m honestly quite content with it.

4. When my migraines were a bit ridiculous twoish years ago, my BMI actually got down to 15, and I only weighed around 100 lbs, which with my height, was super scary.

5. This is kind of stupid, what’s the point in waxing eloquent about my body? BYE, ANON.

You suckkk, Mufasa. 

1. I’m the youngest of two, but my siter’s quite a bit older than me, so I was basically an only child for a lot of my childhood.

2. I’m mostly British, but I’ve got a pretty broad mix of blood, including Cherokee, Italian, Canadian, Danish, and Irish.

p3. When my dad was in high school/college, his hair was super long, and he had the same build that I do, and we honestly could’ve been twins, which is a ridiculously scary thought.

5. I’ve always been super close to both of my parents, although in slightly different ways. My dad’s always been super immature (like in a good way, in that he’s like a little kid- he’s got an enormous sense of humour, and he was always there to have fun, from inventing stories with G I Joe dolls, or dressing the dogs up, or reading with me) and we’ve always been close in that he can always cheer me up and such. My mom’s the one more likely to lay down the law, but she’s there to help me with mo re serious matters. Since my parents divorced two years ago (we’ll make this number 6) I’ve gotten closer to her, because my dad’s become quite a different person than he used to be. I suppose it helps, too, that she understands my faith and such; my dad’s not a religious person, and he really doesn’t understand why I choose to continue to follow my beliefs in terms of religion.

7. My sister and I haven’t really ever been close, what with the age gap, but she and I have always been on good terms, and she’s always fun to be around and such.

8. My dad inspired in me my love of reading. My mom and sister don’t hate reading, but they’ve never been ones to read constantly. While my dad doesn’t read a whole lot anymore, he still majorly encourages it.

9. I flippin’ love my ridiculously dysfunctional family!