7 Things You Probably Don’t Know About Me

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Earlier this month, Amber Naslund wrote a great post about this topic, which then inspired dozens of great spinoffs from other talented bloggers. I decided to give it a try. Here goes nothing.

I’m an introvert. This may surprise a few people, given that I have forced myself to become more outgoing. I’ll add social media, and Twitter especially, have really helped me come out of my shell. While I love hanging out and being social with people, it can get really draining for me. Sometimes, I just need a little bit of “alone time” to recharge.

I’m a lot more sensitive than most people realize. I can joke around with the best of them. In public, I can play off almost anything. But deep down, I could be dying inside from one off-putting remark. That’s something only my very closest friends and family will know.

I’m terrible at small talk. Don’t get me wrong. I absolutely love meeting and getting to know new people, but I may be the absolute worst at trying to start up small talk. There are times that I will just awkwardly start yamming on about the weather or some super trivial detail that no one could care less about or worse just hear crickets. As embarrassing as it usually is, it’s something that I continually try to work on.

As much as I love my family, deciding to not live in my hometown forever was one of my best decisions. Growing up in Gainesville, a college town, (Go Gators!), a good chunk of my high school friends went to UF for college. I’m so glad I was encouraged to go out of state for college. Going to Mizzou allowed me to expand my horizons, make awesome new friends, and generally be a better person as cheesy as it may sound.

On the topic of moving, I’ve moved around a lot since college. But hands down, moving to NYC was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Proving once and for all, that sometimes the biggest risks prove to yield the best results.

I’m also a college sports fanatic. There are very few things better than watching a Mizzou (my alma mater) or Gator football game (my hometown) on a Saturday.

Lastly, I find these posts really hard to write. I find it really hard to open up to most people. I can make every excuse in the book on how I’ve been hurt by both friends and family members in the past, who abused my trust (yes, this is the truth, but who hasn’t been hurt by friends and/or a family member.), but I won’t. Instead, my inability to really open up falls on me. That’s something I can’t change overnight.

 

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Jessica Malnik

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