In Case You Wanted to Know: 25 Facts About Me

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I know you all are just dying to know me just a little bit better. Here are 25 facts about me!

  1. I hate being hot but I live in Houston
  2. I slept with a night light until my freshman year in college
  3. I can drink cranberry juice everyday of my life and never get sick of it
  4. I hate the color pink
  5. My favorite candy is a Kit-Kat bar
  6. I lived in Nashville for 4 years and I miss it everyday
  7. I lived in Los Angeles for 6 months and I miss it every other day
  8. I hate McDonald’s but I secretly love Chicken McNuggets
  9. When I was a kid I used to be scared that I would get sucked down the bathtub drain.
  10. I am terrified of clowns
  11. School Mascots kind of creep me out
  12. I have a large arch in my back and no arch in my feet… everyday is opposite day
  13. I will always be Team BSB in the boyband war
  14. I went to a performing arts high school but I refuse to sing in front of people
  15. I have a slight case of road rage… I really just want people to drive with purpose, leave the cruising to country roads.
  16. I love every Amanda Bynes movie
  17. Chris Bosh of the Miami Heat scares me
  18. My eyelashes naturally curl
  19. Seuessical is my favorite Musical
  20. Despite the common myth, growing up as an only child actually sucks
  21. I wear pearls almost everyday of my life
  22. I have horrible handwriting
  23. I’ve tried blogging multiple times but I never made it past the first 2 or 3 post
  24. I love to paint but I can’t draw to save my life
  25. I love all my readers old and new!

Thanks for reading!

 

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WHAT’S THE FLOUNDERING?

So you saw the blog title and you are a little confused. You are probably thinking whats the floundering? What does that even mean? Trust me I get it. When naming this blog I realized that floundering was not a word in most peoples vocabulary. Honestly it wasn’t even in mine until I saw it in my trusty thesaurus. I was looking for a  creative word to describe me. Besides being a late bloomer the one word I would use to describe me is awkward. Constantly, I find myself  the most awkward situation and conversations. Pretty much I am Awkward Black Girl only difference is my name isn’t Jaye and I can’t rap. Anyway, back on subject. I looked up the word awkward in the thesaurus hoping to find that one synonym that would give the perfect blog title. Then there it was the second to last word.  It just jumped of the page at me. Actually, I’m pretty sure it was  blinking and glowing  as if Ghostwriter (Best TV show of the 90’s) had discovered a new clue. It was the perfect word.

flounder1  vb (intr)

1. to struggle; to move with difficulty, as in mud
2. to behave awkwardly; make mistakes
n. the act of floundering
[probably a blend of founder2 + blunder; perhaps influenced by flounder2]
Usage: Flounder is sometimes wrongly used where founder is meant: the project foundered  (not flounderedbecause of a lack of funds

 

Flounder perfectly describes my life thus far. I have been struggling to find my place and its been a difficult journey. I’ve made tons of mistake in my quarter century here on Earth and as mentioned  above I’m one of the most socially awkward people I know.

So all in all (so cliche), the floundering is my awkward stuggle-fest journey through life and awesomeness.

THE STORY

Typically by age 25 you have lived life, you’ve made mistakes and learned lots of valuable lessons. You’ve cultivated great relationships and your career is already on a path to success. Generally, by this age you know who you are; you’ve already gone through that journey of self-discovery. Basically, you have your life together, right? Well, that’s not my story. You see I’m a late bloomer. For the past 25 years I’ve been floundering around waiting for life to start. There are so many experiences I just haven’t witnessed yet. I’m still the ugly duckling waiting to become a swan.

Now you’re probably thinking, “OOOHHH NOOO this is just another 20 something crying about her un-perfect life.” Well you’re wrong; this isn’t your typical quarter life crisis sob story… Actually it kind of is, but I have learned to find the comedy in my own naivety. It’s kind of hard to be as awkward as I am and not develop a sense of humor. However, despite my current struggle-fest of a reality, I know I have the potential for greatness.

So basically, this story is about a somewhat misguided awkward late bloomer’s journey to self-discovery. I’m just trying to play catch up and figure out what the heck I’m doing with my life.

I am excited to share this chapter of my life with all of you. Thanks for visiting and I hope you come back soon!

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