Making lists listing lists that I have to make. I would include an example, but y’all will think I made it up for the blog. No one understands.
Liking Miley’s new song
Eating alone almost everyday, but getting emotional when I see others eating alone in public. Don’t know why. I just do.
Keying my own car (by accident)
Being afraid of having to act like a grown up in the “real world” after graduation
Not being able to read Teen Vogue anymore because most of the cover girls are younger than me
Freaking out and groveling with my professor to no end because I almost lost my status as a 4.0 student. One A- will kill your numbers.
Lying about why I wasn’t in class. I just couldn’t deal with my 9 pm class last week. Sue me.
Being afraid of everything with fur and four legs. Except for horses.
Pretending I know less than I actually do to be more likable
Acting like less of a gunner than I am to be more likable
Going to the library to study and talking to a friend I’ve run into the entire time and then leaving more stressed out than when I got there. I swear this happens to me EVERY time I have work to do.
Judging people when they’re late
Owning way too much stationary to be considered normal
Sneaking into the back room of church on campus and napping on the couch. I am waiting for the day I get caught. Until then, I will do whatever it takes to make my EIGHTEEN HOUR DAYS a little more bearable.
Persuading a cop to forgive a parking citation. According to everyone else, I’ve accomplished an impossible feat. Hey, I’m already up to my neck in undergrad debt…I can’t afford alla dis;)
Still getting a smidgen of stage fright before doing public speaking
Owning way more clothes than I actually wear. I’m a creature of habit.
Pondering the fact that I’ve spent the past seventeen years of my life in school and still have four more to go. That is over TWO DECADES! What is my life? How will I survive when I’m no longer institutionalized?
KEEPSAKING EVERYTHING. Yes, I know keepsaking is not a real word.
Liking The Hills. A lot.
Being scared about the future and wondering if I’ll make it, but realizing that I’m pretty dope. I can handle a few lemons, God willing;)
Hope you enjoyed a peek into my brain! What are you guilty of?