Here's what I've done so far:
7. What is your dream job and why?
8. What are 5 passions you have right now?
9. List 10 people who have influenced you and explain how.
10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.
Oh gee. There's a couple slight problems with this activity. One, I do embarrassing things like every other half second. Two, I don't really get all that embarrassed by much... which is probably why I continue to make a fool of myself on the regular. =)
After discussing with Dac... he helped me remember a particular shining moment in college.
Nope, not that. =) I shared an apartment with Beth and Julie. I was home alone one afternoon. I think I had a class canceled or something so there I was. It had suddenly turned cold that day so I decided to turn on our heat for the first time that fall. So I turned it on and went on to hop in some cozy PJ pants and a hoodie... and even threw some fuzzy socks on for good measure. =) Several minutes had passed and I started smelling smoke. I went into the front room and noticed what appeared to be some light smoke just starting to fill the room. You know me, the Safety Sally I am, I called 911 right away. I then crammed my fuzzy-sock-fattened feet into tennis shoes and headed downstairs to wait in my car until the fire department arrived. It was only a minute or two later they were there. They brought a smaller truck, a pick-up truck, and 3 of the great big trucks. Lights and sirens a'blarin'. You see, we lived in a big apartment complex - one with several buildings. I guess they thought, if one's on fire, this could be a big dang deal. I kid you not, just as those trucks were pulling in, I remembered I had turned on the heater and was probably just smelling that. =/ Cue bright red face and that awful guilty-embarrassed feeling inside. I got out and told the sweet older chief-like man the situation (by now, all my neighbors were outside gawking at me). He was nice as could be and said he'd have the guys check it out anyway. They did, and sure enough, it was just the heater smelling hot. The "smoke" was dust being blown out of the vent. Ay yi yi. He was seriously so sweet and none of the guys even laughed (in front of my face) and said the same thing happened to him the week before (yeah right!). =)
This reminds me of another embarrassing situation at the same apartment complex. Actually... two. Oy.
1) One night, we had just come back from visiting friends in OKC. It was late and dark and, let's face it, creepy outside. We saw a patrol car making its rounds around the apartment complex. We climbed up to our third floor apartment and we couldn't get the key to work. I'm not naming names Julie, but one of my roommates thought it felt like someone may have been on the other side of the door keeping us from turning the door knob. ;) I think I tried it next and had a total pansy freak out. SO - we high-tailed it back downstairs and hunted down the police officer. Again, he was so incredibly nice. He walked us back upstairs, got the door open, and (be still my beating heartI) even checked our rooms and closets. Nobody there. Of course.
2) I woke up one night to what sounded like something flying through the window of our living room. I called my roommates and Julie was kind enough (albeit not happy about it) to walk into the front room with me to see what/who it was. Ha! Turns out our Christmas wreath had fallen off the wall. Oops. =)
Yeah, they totally loved me. =) Here we are on the last day of our senior year. Yes, yes. Those are root beers.
And the morning of graduation.
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