Nickname Nineteen

Before I was born my grandpa was hoping that I would be a boy and that my parents would name me Gus. Well, I'm not a boy and besides my parents weren't too keen on me being named. But that didn't stop my grandpa from calling me Gus. The nickname lasted for a few years. I'm not sure why it didn't stick longer.

Bucket list- I want to ride a mechanical bull.

Major 20

I have two bachelor degrees. One in Athletic Training and one in Kinesiology. I almost didn't have any. During my first semester in college the freedom I had got the better of me. Living in a house with 60 other girls gave me the excuse that there was always something better to do than study or go to class. Not an excuse I would advise anyone to follow as it found me kicked out of school for a year.

I made the decision that in order to motivate me to get back in college I would stay in Manhattan and work for that year. The following spring I once again started classes and ended up double majoring. I often joke it was because I had to make up for failing the first time. I also became the Vice President and then President of the Kinesiology Student Association.

I use to be very ashamed about all of this, but have found through working at Jennings that this is a good teaching example.

Bucket list- this is silly one, but I want to be able to afford a full tank of gas in my car.

21 drinks?

I'm actually not really much of a drinker. It bothers me to feel out of control. I guess that means I'm a control freak. I do like to have a drink now and then though. A vodka mixed drink is my drink of choice in the states. In Sweden it was the apple or pear cider. I will also put a little Baileys in my hot chocolate in the winter.

Bucket list- I want to see Riders in the Sky in concert.

Imaginary 22

I mainly wanted to show random pictures on this one, so here's a quick fact. When I was very little, my imaginary friend's name was Halo.

Bucket list- I want to fly in a helicopter.


First ever Cast Party





Petting Rosie. My uncles boa.



One of my favorite pictures of me



Fishing on a camping trip and I caught one!

Late night 23

As you can probably see from the time stamps of these posts. I'm a night owl. I hate getting up before 9a and usually am awake until at least 2am. There are only a few occasions in which I voluntarily get up 'early' in the morning. And when I do get up in the morning, I'm not the most pleasant of people. My friends and family can share many a story on that fact, I'm sure.

I remember once during my freshman year of college, I was living in Clovia. We had rooms with our clothes and desks and such in them (usually 4 roommates to one of those rooms) and then a "sleeping porch" that had all the beds for that floor on it. I was headed out of my room to the sleeping porch when one of my roommates was headed into the room. "Oh, you got up early today too I see." she said. It was about 5am. "Nope I'm just headed off to bed. Night." Was my response. That wasn't the last time I had that conversation with someone.

Up until now I've been mostly lucky enough to have jobs where waking up before 9a isn't an every day occurrence. Maybe just once a week type of thing. ;) Lucky me! Though I'm guessing in these next 30 years I won't be as lucky.

Bucket list- I want to live on a farm in the country. One so I can stay up late and sit on my porch, look at the stars and no one would really know. But I really want to own more animals. Especially dogs and horses.

Broken 24

The only bone in my body that's been broken was on accident, but not by me. It was done by a dentist in college. He pulled a tooth and I guess the roots were still hanging on tight, because next thing I knew he was saying a piece of bone broke and he needed to try to put it back. Whoops. At least I never felt it.

Bucket list- I want to visit a tropical island someday.

A sleepy 25

I am a heavy sleeper. I can sleep anywhere and through almost anything. I once was taking a nap in the Clovia basement rec room during winter break. After I woke up I found out that a man had lost control on the ice going down the hill next to our house and came to a stop after sliding into the rec room wall. He had slowed down enough that it didn't do any real damage to the wall and not much damage to his car, but apparently the house shook. And I slept through it all.

I've also been known to carry on conversations in my sleep and sleep with my eyes open. Weird, I know.

Bucket list- I want to go to a show on Broadway. Preferably a musical.