I don't pretend to be someone I'm not.
I don't have a poker face.
I have a job that I enjoy.
I tend to make weird faces in pictures.
I'll jump out of bed and turn on the lights if I confuse my hair falling on me with a spider descending from the ceiling.
I am currently finishing up my master's degree in clinical counseling.
I live with my best friend, who is a gay male. If you take issue with that we would not get along...
I love watching sports, especially (DA BEARS!) football and not in the stereotypical "what is happening?" girl way most males think when they read this type of statement.
I find most things in life hilarious.
I love all music, mostly the indie, folk, punk, ska genres.
But I will confess that I don't shy away from country, rap, and pop...some of it is pure crap, but it's catchy!
I have an (ir)rational fear of bees.
I love pink champagne...it makes me feel fancy.
Misspelled words and poor grammar make me cringe. (unless I am the culprit)
I wear mismatched socks.
I'm the last to close the window when it starts to rain.
Sometimes I wish that my real life were a musical.
I am cynically optimistic.
I want a love like Johnny and June.
I love roadtrips.
I have a cricket for a conscience.
I love grape tootsie pops.
I watch a lot of 48 hours so I assume everyone is a murderer.
My brother is one of my best friends.
I own lots of hats.
I high five, snap, crackle, and pop.
I love people watching.
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.
I bruise like a peach.
If it's Sunday, I'm either at the game or watching it with my family.
I am breathing, laughing, and noodling.