Thursday, July 1, 2010

secrets {part II}



You might think this is gross and/or think I'm insane but I like the smell of skunks... Maybe it's one of those acquired smells that you learn to come to terms with overtime, or maybe it's just very familiar. But I kind of like it... whatever!
I idolize Jenny Lewis and have seen her in concert & loved her, but my favorite concert I've ever been to was Ingrid Michaelson, where she played a never-heard-before song called "Blueberry Boy". Ingrid is a hilarious woman. 
I find it extremely awkward when I boy opens a door for me and then I find myself in a double doorway and don't know if I should open the second door for myself or stand there...
I believe in things like ghosts, aliens, and even wizards.
I wish I could speak French and Italian fluently but unfortunately I can't roll my Rs but I can fold my tongue into a clover!
I am obsessed with soy milk or any rice or almond milk. I'm not lactose intolerant, I just really love it!
Sometimes I fanatise about being an amazing dancer. Contemporary, tap, anything really.
I have road rage on occasion. I'll talk to the cars sarcastically and it drives me crazy if they either, don't use their blinker, or never turn it off.

{xo}

Friday, February 12, 2010

secrets {part I}

Secrets are exuberating. 
The kind you only share with yourself.
(do not tell anyone what I am about to tell you)

I judge others by their spelling and grammar.
I daydream about playing Tetris.
Birds freak me out more than spiders or snakes.
I still believe I can get tan skin although I am a pale redhead.
In my mind I feel twenty-two but physically, I look like I'm fourteen.
I dream of my future but worry about how I'm going to get there.
My deepest most important thoughts take place in the shower.
I'd rather talk to you on the phone then text.
I can't dance.
My shoes are stored in my dresser drawers.
I think Hannah Montana is adorable.
When I sit in the student lounge with my earphones in, 
I'll mute the music and eavesdrop on others around me if they seem interesting.
I feel like school will never end.
I choose clothes over food.
I write letters that I never send.
I miss my family every day.