𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 ⎯ Misc. II

In-Depth Tag

I was tagged by violet_storm, so thank you, Zahra! I was going to do this anyways, but now I have a legitimate reason. Hehe.

Given the choice of anyone in the world, who would you have dinner with?
Probably one of my best friends. I know, kind of boring, but my friends are my family and if I think about having dinner with a stranger, no matter how much I want to meet them, I would freak out. So, keeping it simple.

Would you like to be famous? In what way?
Not really. I don't exactly fancy an abundance of attention. If I was famous, though, I would want to be famous for an action or a book, but have people care more about the action/book than me.

Before making a phone call, do you rehearse what you're going to say?
It depends. If it's an order from a restaurant or me asking a friend to do a big favor, yes. If it's a spontaneous call, like "hey I need to talk," then no. I do the same in person.

What would constitute a perfect day for you?
Being with friends and family, no drama, quiet time to write, everyone getting along okay, finding the right words, fun, swimming, and a ton of amazing food.

When did you last sing for yourself? For anyone else?
Tuesday, for myself, but it was along with a friend. I don't sing for other people.

If you were able to live to the age of ninety and retain either the mind or body of a thirty year old for the last sixty years of your life, what would you do?
The mind. I don't exactly have an explanation as to why, but I feel like it would be more beneficial than the body.

Do you have a secret hunch of how you'll die?
No, not really.

Summarize your life story in five minutes:
*deep breath*

Depending on how fast you read, this might not be 5 minutes, but hey, I tried. (Hey! Future Kay here... I think it took more than five minutes.)

I was born as the first child in my family into quite a small home. My parents were not married when I was born, but I took my father's last name nonetheless.

I started elementary when I was 5, becoming very close with my teacher. She was a big inspiration for me in my younger years, even if I was a little insane and boy crazy. I grew out of that in first grade.

Met a lifelong friend in second grade; I still remember how we met. I asked if she liked cats, then dogs. She said yes to both so I asked if she wanted to be friends. We're still friends to this day. I moved into a new house and started swimming that year.

Finished elementary 7 years later. I was arrogant in some of those years, but I learned from that.

In sixth grade, I experienced my first real crush on someone and got a necklace from him. I asked him to the dance that year, dumped him, cried, and threw the necklace out. He continued to like me back until middle school started.

Middle school came. I joined band (the class) after two years of weekly morning practices. I met my two best friends in that class within the first few weeks, had my first boyfriend, fell into a sketchy crowd of people, lied to my parents for a while, was yelled at for cussing, grounded because of lying, got dumped by my first boyfriend, went through a very rough period in which my ex-boyfriend prodded at me until I cried, and pulled through by the end. I emerged a different person after that year.

Eighth grade was a very quick year. I became closer with my friends and went through some more drama, distanced myself from the people that I didn't need to be around, chose a new lunch table with a few friends for the better, almost dated a second person until I found out he pretty much led me on, and came out with a smiling face. I don't know exactly when, but I became comfortable with my body and everything about me in that year. I learned to love myself. I started to write, too, and fell deeply in love with it.