MyGen
Profile GeneratorWhat does one write in these things? How old I am? Where I live? Its all written elsewhere. How about where I work? not even I care enough about that sort of thing. I'm a fan of random facts about people, I think you gain a better understand of people this way.
So I give you 11 random facts about me.
* Every Sunday my friend Laura calls me and leaves a message reading our starsign for the week.
* I have a brand new freckle on my little toe and its my favourite, toe and freckle that is.
* Star Wars talk near me causes an intense pressure build up in my brain.
* Through high school I had a crush on the father from Seventh Heaven.
* I studied ballet for eight years, when I was 11 I was the elf prince (because I'm tall not because I'm manlike)and they made me kiss another girl on stage in our wedding scene.
* When we were newly 18, Laura and I had dreams of becoming pub locals and pool sharks (What can I say we aim high). At one point we had been drunk everyday for 21 days, the binge only ended when I had my first one *cough* *cough*
* I have an Aunty Margaret who is deaf in one ear and her whole house is covered in Billy Ray Cyrus and Patrick Swayze posters. She brings empty icecream container to every family birthday, wedding and funeral in order to take home some food, I love her!
* I stopped being a vegetarian on the last day of high school because I fell out of a car drunk and was driven over and then dragged behind it. When the driver realised what they had done and saw all the blood, they asked me what they could do. "To Brothers Kebabs" was all I said from the gutter.
* My Aunty Kath, is convinced that people sneak onto her farm at night to have sex with her donkey.
* My date to the Year 12 formal guilt tripped me into taking him then on the way home, pulled over the car, removed all of his clothing because he "liked to drive" that way, funny as it was the 8 millionth time I had been in his car and the first time that it happened.
* I was once left alone at a guys house while everyone went to the pub because I was underage. In my boredom I decided to drink all of his mothers lambrussco, when she returned home early, she found a drunk teenager alone in her bathroom shaving her arms with her boyfriends electric razor. Tense Times.
To make matters worse, the next time I saw her was a year later when she walked into her bathroom to find me in a towel, shaving a naked womans legs.
