one: my middle name is kilroy. i’m not joking.
two: i’m a technology junkie and an internet addict.
three: like every other teenager on the planet, i’m a little bit in love with music. i like jammin’ to ke$ha, the
white stripes, vampire weekend, spoon, flight of the conchords, cobra starship, ect, ect.
four: my def totes sup gorg biff and i have our own abbrev langz. translation: my definitely super gorgeous best friend and i have our own abbreviated language.
five: field hockey is life.
six: my favorite store is urban outfitters. i wish my closet was that store.
seven: i often go on goodwill raids will my friends which include the purchasing of large amounts of flannel and crew neck sweatshirts.
eight: a lot of my friends think i’m crabby when i text or facebook message with them. fyi, i’m not. i just don’t like smiley faces and excessive exclamation marks.
nine: i go to dsha and wear a plaid skirt to school everyday.
ten: i love sunglasses and water bottles. they’re so pretty and practical.
eleven: if you haven’t noticed yet, i like using punctuation and dislike capitalization, UNLESS I’M REALLY EXCITED.
twelve: i live off of passion ice tea lemonades and white chocolate mochas from starbucks.
thirteen: i don’t get tan, i just get freckles.
fourteen: i carry a tube of glitter in my pencil case.
fifteen: my passion is dancing. not ballet or jazz, but going crazy to a beat that speaks to my heart.
sixteen: i’m captain sarcastic.
seventeen: i have every single line from napoleon dynamite memorized.
eighteen: i speak franglish, a blend of english and french. ex: j’adore modeling avec shoot the moon.
nineteen: i could use my keys to beat somebody up. i have 457098137049573 keychains.
twenty: if i were a planet, i’d be pluto. tiny and rebellious.
twenty one: the extent of my musical talent is playing the kazoo.
twenty two: when i grow up, i want to live in san fan, drive an old school mustang, and adopt a foreign baby.
twenty three: peacock feathers match everything.
twenty four: shout out to elissa hornick, marie mejaki, bret james bischoff, and tyler vavrik.
twenty five: when i turn eighteen, i’m going to get a mustache tattoo on my right index finger.