I'm nothing like my mother.
I grind my teeth when I'm thinking hard.
I'm saucy.*
I don't like the feeling of being kissed on the lips.
I can't sleep in a room where I know a giant bug is hiding.
I CAN handle being wrong, I just hate when people try to tell me I am wrong when in fact I'm not.
I can have unexpected confidence out of nowhere if I just stop worrying.
I have once again proven I am a total stalker.**
I hate misquito bites on the top of my feet the most.
I have no skill when it comes to walking out the front door.***
I could have broken my ankle and still have gotten no sympathy from my mother.
I am horrible at not kiss&tell-ing.
I am actually very comfortable with my glow-in-the-dark skin and don't think I will be attempting to tan this summer.
I think I am getting sick-I feel blah.
I like Evan Farmer better in the boyband 2Gether than as host on "While You Were Out"
I love the firework that is nearly unseen going up then bursts into a gold bloom and just kinda sparkles away.
I hate being asked to do something for someone merely because "it doesn't look like [I'm] doing anything productive".****
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* definition- "Impertinent in an entertaining way"
** Mary-Kate Olsen is totally in rehab in Orem. Thats from personal experinence thanks to some binoculars and open window shades.
*** sprained ankle, anyone?
**** I am allowed to go fifteen minutes at home on the computer without having to be 'productive', Dang it!
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