Forty-five is a tad too long

So I'll start with the first fifteen. You'll still get your demand, Issa.

The Rules:

- Each blogger starts with 15 weird/random facts/habits about themselves.

- Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 15 things and post these rules.

- At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.

Drum roll, please.

1.) I'm apparently the reason for World Hunger

2.) I get irritated with soft, high pitched noises, the squeezing or tearing of styrofoam, and my little sister's constant singing.

3.) I'm still scared of the dark and I still think boys have cooties.

4.) I rarely space out. But when I do, it can last for five minutes and I can go undisturbed.

5.) I once accidentally hit my crotch on the horse's saddle horn (the peg sticking out of the saddle) because the horse stopped all of a sudden and I fell forward.

6.) I dreamt I could transform into a car and some Click boardie stole my headlights.

7.) I'm currently typing under number seven.

8.) I despise notebooks with lines.

9.) I had a dream that one of my friends (They're all girls since we study in an all-girls school) tried to kiss me and it scarred me for life.

10.) My ten friends and I only became friends because we wanted revenge on this girl. And I came up with the plan. >:)

11.) I can't stand going into the mainstream; to copy and be like everyone else whether it's music, clothes, etc.

12.) I used to have a crush on my cousin when I was seven (He was prolly nine or ten that time). Once, we were playing house-house, and I was the mom and he was the dad. I even offered to massage his feet. I totally got over that and find him weird now. But he's fun, I guess.

13.) I find it hard to be slow sometimes

14.) I sometimes forget what the meaning of a simple word is like banana because I went to deep into it, like thought about what made man say "Oh hey! I'm bored. Let's name this thingy over here a banana".

15.) This is the end and you won't have to read something like this anymore. From me, at least.

Happy, Issa? HAHA