Fantastic thread! 
So my turn, here we go, some things you didn't [want to!] know about Frankie.. I've a feeling I'll have loads. <<gulp>>
Sorry that was long, not many of my things were short type ones!
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So my turn, here we go, some things you didn't [want to!] know about Frankie.. I've a feeling I'll have loads. <<gulp>>
- Am a tomboy, but very clumsy, and as such have more scars upon me than any guy I've met.
- I love my scars! I love others' scars too.
- Have represented two countries in two sports each, England and New Zealand in swimming and surf-lifesaving ironwoman. Am fiercely competitive, which wasn't always good for me, I'd clobber myself when I failed.
- I cannot function without coffee. I wake in the night craving coffee!
- Am living in my third country, and moved to Australia alone the week after I turned 20 for sport; but have never been overseas travelling alone on a 'proper' travelling holiday. This is my biggest regret, I really wish I had.
- Was bullied physically and mentally throughout school to the point of broken bones and constant depression and suicidal thoughts.
- In hindsight I had depression throughout my childhood, but only really realised this once older.
- I love mussels, and will sit down and eat a whole tub, relishing every one of them! I want anchovies on any pizza.
- Started learning to fly ten years ago but rapidly ran out of money! I can take off great, but getting down again.....
- LOVE Star Trek: The Next Generation. My first tv crush was Wesley Crusher (don't shoot me!).
- I saw someone eating a cockroach on tv once and just thinking of it for a second makes my stomach churn and start to retch.
- I scored in the top percentile in the STAT test here for Uni entrance.
- I was halfway through a Biomed degree with a GPA of 6.6 when worsening depression got to a point where I simply couldn't read a sentence of text, couldn't sleep, and just maintaining the facade at work exhausted me. I used to come home and sleep at five in the afternoon. When studying I used to get my essays kept by lecturers as examples, but with the depression I had no-finish results from my last 3 terms at Uni and haven't bothered going back to see if there's anything worth salvaging now.
- I'm on meds for the depression and am much better for them, but still have the constant stream of negative thoughts narrating my life. Like me repeating every nasty word ever said to me, and constantly telling myself I'm stupid, useless, etc. Can't make it stop, unless I'm running!
- I can't stand looking in the mirror. I take very good care of my hair, and next to no care of my face, despite the fact that the face I'll have forever whilst the hair will be gone in a few years! Now I'm wrinkley and hate the mirror even more.
- I'm terrified of getting fat, yet give me a pack of lollies and I'll inhale them in a single breath!
- When I started running I couldn't go farther than 5 minutes at once, despite swimming often 6km+ morning sessions. I ran first 10km after 2 months and now crave it.
- My running is like meditation.
- I took up dirtbike riding 2 years ago because it scared me, and although I was learning well I ended up having a freak accident and shattering my leg, with it bent in half halfway below my knee, and the bones coming through the skin.
- I have had three operations, still have one to go, and have a titanium rod down the centre of my right tibia. I had to learn walking and running all over again, but am now running faster and farther than before.
- I look at the models more than I look at the clothes they're modelling in magazines.
- I can spell any word instantly that you ask me to. When I spell things I see the word in my head and just read off the letters, even when I've never seen or heard of the word before.
- I get poems popping into my head out of nowhere, silly ones on whatever I'm thinking of at the time. I used to share these but the last time I did that some egocentric twit thought I was talking about her and slagged me off to all our friends! Now even at home when I say them out loud to the dogs or myself I catch myself, like "who'll take this the wrong way?"
- I can do Spoonerisms instantly, switching the starting letters or sounds of a phrase around in order so that each word or syllable starts with the previous word or syllable's sound.
- I'd love to write a book but have no idea what to write about, or whether I'd still have the concentration to finish it!
- The only books I can concentrate upon since the depression started are Buddhism texts. DH and I will marry in northern Thailand next year in a traditional Buddhist ceremony.
- I have two tattoos, a Chinese dragon on my ankle and a lotus of my own design upon my neck. I'd love to have a really BIG piece one day.
- I'm a dork and can't help trying to work out the scientific reasons for things in conversation or in my head.
- DH and I were boyfriend and girlfriend as children in London. My family moved to NZ when I was 12 and we never heard of or from eachother again until I (living here now) put myself on Friends Reunited in the UK site when it first started. We were in contact daily for a year before he moved out here to live with me.
- I adore tree climbing, and always wanted (but never got) a treehouse as a kid. I still automatically rate any tree I see as to it's climbability!
- I swing from obsession to obsession (hello cactus and LV collections!), but am getting better at stopping this all-then-nothing pattern now.
- I wish I had a sex obsession. I go through phases of thinking about it tons and not being in the mood at all. I've not been in the mood for months. Poor MrFrankie.
- Am currently learning guitar, and own an acoustic and a Fender Stratocaster HSS.
- Most of my friends have been boys - I trained with mostly boys, hang out with boys, work in a male-dominted field. I find it hard to trust girls as friends.
- After smashing my leg I found myself being much stronger as a person, not so terrified of confrontation as I used to be, and thus able to finally stand up to 4 years of bullying at work. I hadn't even worked on that aspect of myself, and because of the strength I gained in that department as well (as with sports training toughness) I'm so glad for that accident.
- Seeing or hearing of animal or child abuse makes me get so wound up I rant and rage away to myself in my head, thinking of what I'd inflict on those arseholes were I to find them. Depending upon where I am or what I'm doing I have to sometimes completely leave the room to miss the news or skip pages to avoid reading articles I know are in a paper on those subjects, because I know I'll get angry and ranty and won't concentrate or enjoy anything for the next few hours.
- I have to match clothes peg colours when I'm hanging garments.
Sorry that was long, not many of my things were short type ones!
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