
1. I hate blonde-haired girls (and no, it doesn’t really matter that I’m a blonde… I still hate blonde girls). However, every girl I’ve ever dated, has had blonde hair. I think I’m kind of masochistic?
2. I’m not really afraid to admit it… okay, maybe a little, since I think my aunt reads this, but I have a slight panty-fetish. Not anything underneath the underwear, no, just panties. I think they’re cute. Weird? Maybe.
3. I tell everyone I hate labels, but I secretly want someone to classify me as something. I’m tired of feeling like an outcast: I want to fit in somewhere. I want to belong somewhere.
4. I want to be a Vaudeville dancer. And all that jazz. But I’m no where near coordinated enough to pull that off, and I don’t have the muscles nor the body for it. So instead I want to go into fashion, maybe, and open up a sting of Vaudeville inspired clothing stores.
5. In winter, I long for Jack’s Mannequin weather. So much so that I hate leaving my house, and I won’t until all the snow is gone and I can go outside without a huge puffy jacket. Moving out of Minnesota is definitely one of my top priorities: however, moving to Chicago is probably not a better choice. I’d prefer California.
6. I’m scared of getting tattooed, even though it’s one of those things that I just must have done. All I really want is “Sing Me A Rainbow” tattooed on my left wrist, and “Steal Me A Dream” on my other. That’s not too bad, if it weren’t for the fact that I’m scared of things touching my wrists.
7. I long to be a hippy. To not be afraid of what people think, to smile and be happy and support love and peace. I’m too neurotic for that, though. So I’m honestly the biggest hypocrite in the world.
8. I believe that no one ever really dies. I could go on a long spiel about this one, too, but I won’t. Just that memories are always alive.
9. I hate shoes. I hate them, I really do, but I own a whole closet full.
10. I think the most attractive thing on anyone is a smile. If you smile a lot and you make me laugh, I’m bound to love you. Undeniably. The people I fall for always bring a smile to my face and I try to do the same for them.

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