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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3 Comments:
So VJ, one day are actually going to have to use that megaphone instead of talking about it.
It's not fair.
Can I borrow it? A wake up call is required for some people where I work. In fact, just come to Bristol and wake them up for me...you would be much better at it...they'd never know what hit them...Mwaaa ha ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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