In October 1987 there was an earthquake. My mom was pregnant with me and I was scheduled to pop out on the 5th. Till this day I am convinced it was the earthquake that made me 20 days late. I was born on the 25th instead of the 5th.
I don't like earthquakes. I have weird queezy feelings. I don't like natural disasters at all. They scare the buh-JESUS out of me.
ugh...
About Me
- I am Christina.
- The day my mother gave me wings was the day I started learning how to fly. I'm now realizing that it takes a lifetime to learn how to soar. This is my journey. Well, a part of it.
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