I had a strange dream last night that I'm trying to remember. It definitely had to do with House. House himself was there. I'm getting the distinct idea that we were on a picnic. And I made something with berries. And he looked deep into my eyes and complimented me on my berry tart or whatever.
The dream was weird enough to wake me up around 7, so, being wide awake anyway (who isn't after having a dream with House in it?), I went for a morning run. I normally frequent a 4 mile route, but today I was feeling sassy. I have now achieved a new record of 4.6 miles in an hour. (If you've never seen it, check out Gmaps Pedometer to track how far you run. You can even save a route if you'd like.)
As I was running, I was thinking about how I was going to format this blog. Here's what I came up with to debunk the myths. I'll even give sources on where they come from.
Myth #1: A hikari has blond hair and her yami has dark brown or black hair. (Source.)
FALSE. I had blond hair when I was two... and then it started getting darker. Now I have brown hair that looks lighter in the summer, but not quite blond. Actually, while we're on looks, let me describe how similar Marlie and I look and why we've been asked over a hundred times since 2001 (that's when we started counting) if we're sisters/twins/cousins/related in any way/etc.
We both have the same kind of Hermione-hair. It's brown, bushy, and slightly more frizz than curl. It can be convinced to curl with hairspray, which we both use. Our hair is dark in the winter, dirty blond in the summer. The only difference in our hair is that hers is about six or seven inches longer than mine. She hasn't gotten an official haircut since she was like five. I like layers in mine so that it frames my face better (I get regular haircuts, thankyouverymuch.).
I love her hair. If it's raining and we have to stand out somewhere (I hate rain), she lets me stand under her hair. It's literally thick enough to be waterproof, which sounds absurd but is completely true. In the summer, she mostly keeps it in a braid. If she let it down, the back of her neck would roast under the heat of all that hair.
In addition to our hair, we have the same basic face-- a little round, but with a good stubborn chin on us. We both wear glasses and like them better than contacts. Our ears are pierced, just one hole in each ear so far. We might go to the mall or an actual piercing place before the summer's out to get one more. She wants a second hole in each ear right behind the first one. I want a piercing on my left ear where it's like a little hole on the outmost cartilage. If it has a name, I don't know it.
Our body shapes are fairly identical as well. We're not lithe people, but we're certainly not fat. We have average-width shoulders with ribcages that are slightly disproportionate. I personally think this gives me an advantage in crew (also known as rowing, more about that another time). A bigger ribcage to me means bigger organs, more air that can fit in my lungs? Haha. I don't know if that's really a fact. My ribcage is so big that you can see it sticking out right under my chest. I like to think that whatever god made me thought I would be way fatter, enough to fill in my overly-large ribcage. Oh well.
On that note, Marlie's weight is less than mine. I think she weighs around 120 and I weigh 130. We're about the same height (I'm 5' 2", she's 5'3.5"), but she practically starves herself. I always tease her to not eat for a week beforehand so she'll have room for a sandwich in her little bird stomach whenever we go out to a restaurant. The reason she doesn't eat much is partly psychological, partly physical. She has a messed-up home life (for another post) where her dad doesn't go grocery shopping much. As a result, whatever's in the cabinets grows moldy and gross. I've seen it. Marlie's therefore grown up with the assumption that food is never good-- it's always gross whenever you open a cabinet and you're hungry. So it's better not to eat it.
Physically, she's lactose-intolerant. The only foods she ever looked forward to eating when we were younger were pizza, yogurt, and chocolate. You can argue, as I do on practically a weekly basis, that she could take one of those pills made specially for lactose-intolerant people so they can process milk products. Problem is, the last time she took medicine was in like 1995. She had a 104 fever. She took one Tylenol. It isn't quite a phobia; she's just reluctant to take anything.
In conclusion... her diet is a sandwich about once a day, some coffee, and her new obsession: bananas. My 'diet' is a lot of fruit for breakfast with some cereal, a sandwich and carrots for lunch, and then whatever my mom's making for dinner. I eat healthier, she weighs less. How I do love just desserts. (If you got that Yu-Gi-Oh reference, you're awesome.)
She's coming over in a bit and I still need to shower. In the meantime, answer this: If you had the power to make any single food calorie-free for the rest of your life, what would it be? Mine would be either green mint chocolate chip ice cream or Costco's chicken pot pie. Mmmm.
FALSE. I had blond hair when I was two... and then it started getting darker. Now I have brown hair that looks lighter in the summer, but not quite blond. Actually, while we're on looks, let me describe how similar Marlie and I look and why we've been asked over a hundred times since 2001 (that's when we started counting) if we're sisters/twins/cousins/related in any way/etc.
We both have the same kind of Hermione-hair. It's brown, bushy, and slightly more frizz than curl. It can be convinced to curl with hairspray, which we both use. Our hair is dark in the winter, dirty blond in the summer. The only difference in our hair is that hers is about six or seven inches longer than mine. She hasn't gotten an official haircut since she was like five. I like layers in mine so that it frames my face better (I get regular haircuts, thankyouverymuch.).
I love her hair. If it's raining and we have to stand out somewhere (I hate rain), she lets me stand under her hair. It's literally thick enough to be waterproof, which sounds absurd but is completely true. In the summer, she mostly keeps it in a braid. If she let it down, the back of her neck would roast under the heat of all that hair.
In addition to our hair, we have the same basic face-- a little round, but with a good stubborn chin on us. We both wear glasses and like them better than contacts. Our ears are pierced, just one hole in each ear so far. We might go to the mall or an actual piercing place before the summer's out to get one more. She wants a second hole in each ear right behind the first one. I want a piercing on my left ear where it's like a little hole on the outmost cartilage. If it has a name, I don't know it.
Our body shapes are fairly identical as well. We're not lithe people, but we're certainly not fat. We have average-width shoulders with ribcages that are slightly disproportionate. I personally think this gives me an advantage in crew (also known as rowing, more about that another time). A bigger ribcage to me means bigger organs, more air that can fit in my lungs? Haha. I don't know if that's really a fact. My ribcage is so big that you can see it sticking out right under my chest. I like to think that whatever god made me thought I would be way fatter, enough to fill in my overly-large ribcage. Oh well.
On that note, Marlie's weight is less than mine. I think she weighs around 120 and I weigh 130. We're about the same height (I'm 5' 2", she's 5'3.5"), but she practically starves herself. I always tease her to not eat for a week beforehand so she'll have room for a sandwich in her little bird stomach whenever we go out to a restaurant. The reason she doesn't eat much is partly psychological, partly physical. She has a messed-up home life (for another post) where her dad doesn't go grocery shopping much. As a result, whatever's in the cabinets grows moldy and gross. I've seen it. Marlie's therefore grown up with the assumption that food is never good-- it's always gross whenever you open a cabinet and you're hungry. So it's better not to eat it.
Physically, she's lactose-intolerant. The only foods she ever looked forward to eating when we were younger were pizza, yogurt, and chocolate. You can argue, as I do on practically a weekly basis, that she could take one of those pills made specially for lactose-intolerant people so they can process milk products. Problem is, the last time she took medicine was in like 1995. She had a 104 fever. She took one Tylenol. It isn't quite a phobia; she's just reluctant to take anything.
In conclusion... her diet is a sandwich about once a day, some coffee, and her new obsession: bananas. My 'diet' is a lot of fruit for breakfast with some cereal, a sandwich and carrots for lunch, and then whatever my mom's making for dinner. I eat healthier, she weighs less. How I do love just desserts. (If you got that Yu-Gi-Oh reference, you're awesome.)
She's coming over in a bit and I still need to shower. In the meantime, answer this: If you had the power to make any single food calorie-free for the rest of your life, what would it be? Mine would be either green mint chocolate chip ice cream or Costco's chicken pot pie. Mmmm.
1 comment:
Oh I really liked this. First of all I love House, and I do think that everyone should dream, if they haven't, about him. Personally I want to write a fictional story about him, but I can't wrap my head around his character too much and I don't want to ruin him.
Anyway, I liked what you said about blonde hair verus black. See for me I never understood why white was seen as light and black was seen as dark. Isn't black the color that we see when all of light is absorbed and white the color you see when no light is? See for me that means Black should really be light. White should be dark. Now I understand that at night it is dark, and it looks Black, but that's not really true. There are many colors at night humans just have poor night vision. Another thing about black/dark white/light thing, was that I never understood why colors that meant black is evil and white. Colors and light are. They are not good or evil.
Thank you for the book recommandation, and the helpful information about Google.
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