2 random statements for each of the 10 weeks that I've been gone (+11 extra ones because I thought that I was going to write 70 statements but then I hit thirty and I felt like ripping my hair out and now I have this super long parenthesis in my title AH!)
majority of it will not be. But I'm a big believer in the whole "practice makes perfect" thing so I think that by hurling 26 balls in the air a few of them are bound to make it in the net. We shall see we shall see. Today, I offer you thirty-one statements.
Mint chocolate chip ice-cream is crappy.
Knowing how to jump rope is not an essential skill.
I am obsessed with the idea of doing karaoke but I probably would be too chicken to step up to them mic.
People always give me planners for my birthday because I’m “organized” but they end up just sitting in my closet so maybe I’m just wasteful.
Standup comedy is one of the best forms of storytelling---when done well.
My favorite characters from HBO’s Girls are all of the boys and my favorite characters from AMC's Mad Men are the women.
Trident’s wild strawberry + tangy citrus gum is literally nectar sent from the gods
The phrase “I’m sweating like a sinner in church” is one of the funniest ones that exists.
The Beatles are really quite good.
I have no idea how to use google spreadsheets/google excel and I have know intention of learning how. Life requires a little bit of struggle.
Dev Patel is one of the most beautiful men on this planet. That skin! That hair! Those eyes! He brings so much to the table.
I am not a pet person, sue me.
Books are excellent decor pieces, they are also nice to read.
Something deep inside of me knows that if somebody strapped me into a pair of tap shoes and turned on the Chicago Soundtrack ( the ‘I can’t do it alone’ track , specifically) that I would shine.
Peanut butter is fabulous
Few things are more satisfying than crossing an action item off of a to-do list.
Toddlers with bangs and toddlers with glasses are the cutest toddlers to ever toddle.
There is nothing I wouldn’t give up in exchange to be naturally good at math. Not a single thing.
I don’t know if the hefty weight of my backpack will force me to have exquisite posture later in life or if it’ll give me crippling back pain, only time will tell.
Hunter Harris is one of the sharpest/funniest/dopest writers of our time and she’s going to reach the moon + the stars. Bet on it.
I wear mismatched socks every single day because I’m into organized chaos.
Barbra Streisand’s rendition of Being Alive could probably cure cancer...not really sure how, but it definitely could.
I miss doing the cupid shuffle @ 1pm in random middle school gyms, it was my passion.
Nothing is more stunning than a sun shower in July.
Hula Hooping is so (!!!) much fun.
I am destined to get bangs at some point and they will undoubtedly be catastrophic. I’m looking forward to it.
Every single millisecond of Ladybird has a special place in my heart.
My handwriting = chicken scratch
People who don’t know how to ride a bike have a certain air around them. It’s neither good nor bad but it is HEAVY.
The day that I go to my first concert I’ll probably explode. Like I’ll step into the venue and just combust.
Most of my valuables are just random things that I’ve stolen from school over the years.
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