This blog is starving, but I'm listening to High School Musical and my clothes smell like my dryer sheets so it's all alright. I've found that I hate blogs that write too many words and say nothing but I've also found that I don't care so suck it up and read, it will get you ready for school to start again.
Once upon a time I creeped in the middle of the night (aka 10:30) with two good friends to a boys house and threw rocks at his window. As luck would have it, he wasn't home. I think I said YOLO a lot that night. I hate myself for that just so you know.
Stake dances, I've become an expert. Let me teach you the trick to slow dances. A) Mentally will yourself not to sweat on your hands. I believe in the power of the mind. B) Develop the ability to make slow dance small talk i.e. "Where do you want to go on your mission?" "Who would play you in the movie of your life?" "if your phone had a voice, whose would you want it to sound like?" C) Never ever, ever ask what color their toothbrush is. It's just getting old.
If you haven't ever read Ella Enchanted then you are missing in a piece of literary magic. I swear that book will never get old. The ending always brings me to tears and I don't cry easily. Well except lately, lately I cry over everything and then people have to put up with me crying to them over the phone or opening all the cupboards.
My cousin and his wife have two little boys, they are huge, curly haired, polynesian boys and they're adorable. They know my name but like to call me "girl" or sometimes "blue girl". Maybe I should stop wearing blue around them. They like to pick unripe grapes off the vine and pucker up their faces when they realize they're super sour. They are coming to live at my house for two days and I can't wait. I had better take lots of naps until then, they are very exhausting.
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