I have a secret...

Some of you already know. Most of you probably don't. I'm a bit ashamed to admit it. I am...drum roll please... an Oprah fan. Yes, although it's hard to believe, it's true. Me, the daughter of a missionary, a closet Oprah junkie! I became a fan in college. My good friends from Biola, Kati and Emilee, got me hooked. Unless we had class, you could almost always find us in Em's room at 3 o'clock every afternoon eating pretzels and watching Oprah. Sometimes, if we missed the 3 o'clock show we would actually stay up for the 1 am showing. I know, it sounds crazy!! I don't think I'll be doing that again when I go to North Carolina. My job broke me slightly of my Oprah addiction (I worked everyday at 3), but I still remain a fan. When I say the word fan I should note that I am not what you might call a diehard fan. For example, if I saw Oprah I wouldn't be the type to scream, cry, and tell her how she has inspired me to love myself more. I am the type of fan who enjoys her show, wouldn't mind going to see it someday, and makes fun of what she wears on occasion. I am also the type of fan who now owns Oprah's 20th Anniversary DVD collection.