In one of those newspaper ads from ye olde days, I'd be "27 swf, gsoh, caring, looking 4 same"
These days, I get paragraph after paragraph to describe myself (and even extra percentage points by our OkC masters - woot!) but, tbh, it probably won't tell you much more than the 7 word sentence above.
I've just turned 27 and beginning to reconcile myself to the fact that 30 will actually happen after all. Of course, 30s is the new 20s (dahhhhhling), so I'm looking forward to another quality decade with more travelling and shoe-buying to look forward to.
I enjoy being out, am never happier than when I'm in the thick of it all and have a very low tolerance for boredom. I like to have a plan and know where I'm going, which is a real pain because, right now, I don't have either.
I care deeply for my family and friends and worry a lot for them, which is probably entirely unnecessary but there you go. I spend a lot of time thinking. When I was younger, I could never see how that could be a bad thing. As I've become older, I've begun to see that the endless theorising hasn't led to all that much wisdom.
However, in the surprising event of the thinking producing a clear answer, I like to do something as soon as possible. I am a woman of action (said with a triumphant brass band flourish and a mental image of me in a superhero outfit). This has led to some pretty big changes in my life; moving overseas to the UK being one of them.
I am quirky, foolish, and a little bit hot