I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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Streaking at a football match...
Eating Chinese food in public with your hands tied behind your back...
Urinating out of a hotel window...
Reading Kant's 'Critique of Pure Reason'...
Listening to 'Free Jazz' or 'Metal Machine Music' through headphones...
Asking your Mum what 'lesbian' means, age 11...
Telling someone you love them when you're not sure of their feelings...
Blogging...
Accepting defeat...
Eating an onion, even if it is on a dare...
Waxing for the first time...
Owning up to a mistake when you could let someone else take the fall...
Letting someone see the real you, faults and all...
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