14 September 2013

Proust Questions

So, a couple weeks ago, my blogger friend Haley tagged me in a post to answer some Proust Questions about myself.

1. What is your greatest extravagance? 

Jeez. Probably clothes. I love clothes, I love shopping... that's usually what I want to do when I get paid. But since coming to Russia, Ben and I save a lot of our money for upcoming holidays (we're going to Amsterdam in the winter and then it looks like Italy in the spring, and we're trying to fit in a trip to Nepal/India/or Thailand near summer), so realistically, probably travel is my greatest extravagance.

2. Which word or phrase do you most overuse?


3. If you were to die and come back as a person or a thing, what do you think it would be?

I kind of feel like I'm doomed to white girl problems forever- so probably just another version of myself.

4. What is your most treasured possession?

I thought about this for awhile. I don't know if it counts as a possession, but obviously if my house were burning, I would save Ben and think of nothing else. Really, I don't know if I have one (here). I suppose my laptop or passport, but those would just be for necessity. At my parents house, I have about 20+ diaries and journals from my teenage years and they're pretty important to me. They're really horrible and awkward and I would literally die of embarrassment if anyone ever read them, but I love looking through them whenever I'm home. I journaled everyday from the time I was 14 to about 19-20 and I would be devastated if I ever lost them.

5. Which talent would you most like to have?

Okay, this is actually super dorky, but I wish I was like, a reaaally  good hip-hop dancer. Or maybe a rapper.

When I went to my first university, I lived in the biggest dorm in America, and the fire alarm was pulled pretty regularly at which point people would gather outside in the parking lot for a few hours. So this one time, someone turned on their car and started playing music, and these really cool girls started hip hop dancing in the parking lot. Then these other girls came and challenged them to a hip hop dance off (I'm not even making this up, it was so cool). So they're all twerkin' and lurkin' and smirkin' and I stood in awe (I told you I have white girl problems). I really wanted to burst out into the circle and just break out some ridiculous dance moves and show everyone up, but alas, I have no skills.

6. What is your motto?

Say 'yes' to everything!

Thanks, Haley!


  1. I love it!

    So funny, I've always wanted to be a good dancer. I youtube "how to dance" weekly, and I'm still terrible. Glad to know I'm not alone.

    1. Haha, I tried to teach myself how to twerk from YouTube videos ;)

  2. Yay! These were great! And I love that you kept all of your journals. I was never a dedicated journal-er, but I did write things down sporadically...however, I trashed almost all of my writing as soon as they got too cringe-worthy! Now, I'm sad they don't exist anymore!

    1. I really have to try hard not to burn them all. Ben grabbed one once and started to read it aloud and I literally flew across the room and RIPPED it from his hands. I would have had to break up with him if he got too far.


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