Even More Confessions of A One Girl Revolution
I live with people who feel the need to describe in detail every bodily function they have. Sadly, yesterday I realized that they were only copying me.
I spoke like a dictionary until the age of 12 when I learned slang just so boys would date me.
My all-time favorite word in the English language is Punkass. I don’t know why. Hmm…no, still don’t know why.
Two years ago my family used to call me all the time. NOW, since I’ve been with my fiance Jodie, however, when they call-it’s for him. I might be a little jealous. I’m glad to be with someone who is so wonderful, but damn you Jodie. I secretly raise my fist at you.
I STILL reuse socks if they are my favorites. If I run out of underwear I will go without. I HATE doing laundry. I’ll do ANYTHING to get out of doing laundry.
When my fiance is at work, we don’t use plates. We’ll eat over the sink or use a piece of paper for, say, a veggie burrito or sandwich. HEY, that stuff is practically sterile when it comes to you.
I realized yesterday that since my fiance came to live with us, his furniture has slowly began to disappear. I feel very guilty about that, but some of it was REALLY bad, to the point where I’d lay awake at night and think about how the piece of furniture was in the house somewhere taunting me. HEY, I said this was a confession! Now, about that blue/green Tartan bedspread with the stuffing coming out…
I’m STILL banned by libraries in a tri-county area. My love of books is an illness at best...
I know it's not right, but when the nine-year-old is sad I'll do anything to make her laugh. If I can think of nothing else I'll start recalling the odor and condition of her cousin's feet. It's not right to make fun of other people. It's not right to make fun of other people. But still.
I’m right on the verge of giving up my addiction to purses. I’m RIGHT THERE, no really.
I wish more than anything that my brother and I were friends. I always thought he was one of the coolest people I’ve ever met. Sadly, he still hasn’t gotten over the closet incident. I don’t really blame him. Damn sibling rivalry.
I'm still trying to change the world. I'm still working on changing myself.
I spoke like a dictionary until the age of 12 when I learned slang just so boys would date me.
My all-time favorite word in the English language is Punkass. I don’t know why. Hmm…no, still don’t know why.
Two years ago my family used to call me all the time. NOW, since I’ve been with my fiance Jodie, however, when they call-it’s for him. I might be a little jealous. I’m glad to be with someone who is so wonderful, but damn you Jodie. I secretly raise my fist at you.
I STILL reuse socks if they are my favorites. If I run out of underwear I will go without. I HATE doing laundry. I’ll do ANYTHING to get out of doing laundry.
When my fiance is at work, we don’t use plates. We’ll eat over the sink or use a piece of paper for, say, a veggie burrito or sandwich. HEY, that stuff is practically sterile when it comes to you.
I realized yesterday that since my fiance came to live with us, his furniture has slowly began to disappear. I feel very guilty about that, but some of it was REALLY bad, to the point where I’d lay awake at night and think about how the piece of furniture was in the house somewhere taunting me. HEY, I said this was a confession! Now, about that blue/green Tartan bedspread with the stuffing coming out…
I’m STILL banned by libraries in a tri-county area. My love of books is an illness at best...
I know it's not right, but when the nine-year-old is sad I'll do anything to make her laugh. If I can think of nothing else I'll start recalling the odor and condition of her cousin's feet. It's not right to make fun of other people. It's not right to make fun of other people. But still.
I’m right on the verge of giving up my addiction to purses. I’m RIGHT THERE, no really.
I wish more than anything that my brother and I were friends. I always thought he was one of the coolest people I’ve ever met. Sadly, he still hasn’t gotten over the closet incident. I don’t really blame him. Damn sibling rivalry.
I'm still trying to change the world. I'm still working on changing myself.
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