Okay, I'll do the tag b/4 I crawl back into bed ^-^ (ugh, dawn of the living dead here).

RULES

1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their self on their journal.
3. At the end you have to choose 8 people to tag, and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their page and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.
6. Now tell us: what do you want to be when you grow up (5 things)
7. Have fun

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8 Things about myself:

1). By the time I moved out of my family's house, I had written at least a hundred different stories... 99% of which my mother burned. Ah well, at least this gives me a project to work on now ^-^'.

2). One year (when I was really little) my mother told me that we were moving soon, and that I could help pick where we moved. When I asked her if we could try out a different planet, she laughed at me... but I was serious. I thought Star Trek was real, and that you could just go to another planet if you wanted. I was immensely disappointed when I found out that this wasn't the case. Yes, I'm a big fan of sci-fi, but No, I never wanted to be an astronaut when I grew up (I wanted to wait until our technology was of Star Trek's caliber... it's gonna be a long wait ^-^).

3). I've always wanted to live under water. Of course that would mean that I'd have to grow gills or become a sea-sprite or mermaid or something... but I wouldn't mind. I love the water (even though I can't swim, and haven't swum since I was 8 years old). I'm always in the bath tub-- this is half because I need it for my muscles, but half because I can't stand being out of water sometimes. Being out in the plain air feels so... so... dry at times.

5). Calamity: I don't want to learn to drive (a car). I mean, well, my doctors won't allow me to right now anyway... but, I'm really really really scared of the prospect of driving. I've been in at least 7 separate car accidents in my life, and (even though I know people who've been in more accidents than myself) I've been scared to death of the idea of driving ever since. It's something about the lack of control I have over my own body while I'm in a car. I'm torn between the freedom that a car gives you vs. the freedom you have over your own body while you're walking/running. However, I'd love to learn to ride a sport-bike (motorcycle)... so WTF's up with that? I really have no idea....

6). Almost everyone on my father's side of the family is in the armed forces (both the men and the women), and they're angry that he never served and that I'm not serving. I keep getting pressure from them to join one branch or another-- they say that I "broke the family tradition". But I don't care... I've pretty much broken every family tradition they have. Even my height/size brakes the family tradition... all the women on my father's side are AT LEAST six feet tall, and most of them are built like tanks (needless to say, they make fun of me).

7). Sometimes I get so many thoughts that I feel like my head will explode... when this happens, I try to organize my thoughts by imagining mental highways with traffic lights for them. But this usually isn't enough; so I try to imagine a bee-hive where there will be a place for each thought to go so that I won't lose it. This works a little better, because there's no way for me to keep my thoughts from colliding with traffic lights and stuff. But it's usually not enough, so I imagine that each bee in the hive is also imagining a hive with thought-cells of its own. This works better still, but then my thoughts still drift and I end up modifying the hive, imagining robotic bees, and then making a story about it.... sigh.

8). The library: Sometimes I stay in the library so long that they throw me out. Some of the people there call me the "ghost of the library" now (aw man ^.^). The security guard who hands people their books always asks me why "such a little girl" likes to take out books on such "complicated" subjects. I once got in trouble for retorting, "Maybe they wouldn't seem so complicated if you read more." (Bad to be bratty in a place you visit often). Someone once asked me if I'm studying to be a "mad scientist"... I answered "Yes."

When I grow up, I wanna be (it kinda runs the gamot):

1). Neuro-ophthalmologist... (that's a medical specialist who deals with eye problems pertaining to their connection with the nervous system). I don't want to do this anymore, because I'm interested in too many things-- you pretty much "marry" a medical profession (especially a sub-categorical specialty like that).

2). Sonic the Hedgehog... or Mega-Man... or basically ANY videogame character.

3). "Dr. Who"... you'd have to see the series to know why I'd pick this one. Yeah, it's a British sci-fi show (called "Dr. Who" because no one knows his name... he just goes by "The Dr."). Basically, Dr. Who is a "time lord" who travels in a machine called the "TARDIS". He can go to basically any time/planet/dimension he wants, and he always gets into some kind of exhilaratingly dangerous adventure. He can live for a very long time (over a thousand years, I think), and if he gets killed, he just regenerates into a brand new Dr. Who.

4). Pro drag-racer (on motorcycle). I think I wanted to do this when I started playing that videogame "Road Rash"(geez, I was still pretty little at the time). Plus I met a few men and women who did drag racing and they seemed to enjoy it a lot.

5). Not sick. That's pretty much what I'm hoping for now, and then I'll make my plans from there (geez, my standards went down pretty quickly, didn't they ^-^).