you taught me everything, and everything you've given me, i always keep it inside

i joke on this boy, who's super nice and super cool and has a super middle name, about hating his parents...i know he doesn't...it's not possible with this man...(i hope he knows i'm just kidding with him?)

so...i think it's always fascinating when you learn something new about your parents or when you learn something new about yourself from your parents...

well...i learned the other month that my mother was once a copy editor...HOW COOL IS THAT? i so wanted to be one of those once...

AND I WAS...i lasted like 2 hours at the Crimson White, fulfilling some requirement for some journalism class...and it was over and i said, "not again"

yesterday i learned some more stuff referring to my name....i asked where "christine" came from...

and i learned...NOWHERE! well, that's okay...

my mom said that you can't put just anything with anneliese...anneliese elizabeth...now that's way too much, so she said that anneliese christine just seemed to fit okay...

and she said that if i didn't like anneliese (cause you have so many options at birth to talk about how you do or do not like your name), then there were plenty of other options, like "liese" or "christine" or "chris" or "TINA"

she also said that never in a million years did she imagine me as an "anna," it throws her off...COME ON, mom! you silly thing...anna's like the first natural instinct when shortening my name! and you're like a national merit scholar...

but i will now add "tina" the list of names...you may call me that, and i will work on training myself to respond...

signing out,

"i'm with the band...TINA!"