[ a b o u t l e i a ]

[ a b o u t l e i a ]

I like nothing best than to curl up on the sofa in front of the tv in my PJs on Sunday morning, my hair twisted up in a bun and a cup of coffee in my hands, or cranking up the stereo full blast in my room and just dance my heart out for hours.

I'm hopeless at writing letters, or replying emails, but I can spend hours and hours on the phone talking about absolutely nothing.

I'm in love with having coffee in cute little coffee shops.

I hate sore throats, liars, and the cold.

I wouldn't say I'm the friendliest person out there, but when I make a friend, I'm fiercely loyal to them. I absolutely love my friends, and would give my right arm for any of them, but you would have to kill me first before I'll ever admit that in front of their faces.

When I was younger I used to want to be an actor, or a lead vocalist in a grunge band.

Haagen Daz's Strawberry Cheesecake ice-cream.

I have a guitar that I bought for 80 euros next to my bed for over a year...but I can't play it to save my life.

I have three younger sisters, and they are all taller than I am.

I smile when I see one of my patients pack up to go home after getting better, and my eyes water every time I have to stick a needle in one person more than twice ( esp. if he/she is an elderly, which is almost always the case).

Shopping is a PASSION.

The word content to me involves being with my love; seeing his wonderful smiling face at the (various)airports arrival gate(s); listening to him explain things in the most adorably longwinded ways; having a cup of coffee and talking and arguing just about anything and everything under the sun; watching him dance and refusing to join him(sometimes unsuccessfully);getting a text message from him exactly at the moment i am unbearably missing him the most; just simply being with him.