I Accelerate Up To Red Lights. I Have No Shame. I Bite My Nails. I Talk Too Much And Too Fast & Read Too Fast. I Love My Boyfriend. I Hate My Audi. My Dog Moo Is My Life. I Am Queen Of Tetris, Blockbreaker, Bejeweled, and Pac-man As Well As An Array Of Cell Phone Games. It's Hard To Admit, But I Am Jealous Of People Who Own Sidekicks BUT I Refuse To Be Part of The SideKick Culture Where People Have Now Lost Their Speaking Abilities and I Refuse To Buy Them. I Have A Caffeine Addiction, But Now Refuse To MAKE IDLE CHIT-CHAT WITH THE BARISTAS AT STARBUCKS. Are You Lying To Me? Well, Even If You're Not Lying, I'll Find Out That You Are. Alias: "Wednesday". Favorite Color: Black. Interpretive Dance. 'Nuff Said. I Am An Extraordinary Judge Of Character. People Who Make Boob, Black, Or Jew Jokes To Me I Have News For You: You're (A). Not Funny (B). Not Original (C). Someone Most Likely Has Used Your Joke 20 Times And Then Beaten It To Death. I Like Extreme Heat or Extreme Cold. I Never Remember Faces, I Only Remember People By Their Teeth or Smell. I Don't Do Water Sports, I Can Barely Swim. I fantasize about my own demise, but I'm unspeakabely scared of death. But, I find myself thinking about who would show up at my funeral if I died and who would speak at it. I leap buildings with a single bound. I make "snake skin" out of glue when I'm asked not to, in Physics. I abbrev. my words, I laugh out loud when I'm by myself. If you see me driving on the freeway, quick, drive the other way, I will most definitely put you in danger. I steal babies. I am artistically and physically retarded, which resulted in my grade of a D+ in volleyball. If you see me scowling while I'm walking, its because if you're more than 10 feet away from me, your face looks like a cotton ball. If you catch me staring AT you, its because theres something wrong with you. I hate "what if's", and "What if I looked like this...would you still be my friend?" Like I've said before, the answer is NO. I am constantly checking to see if there is someone/something under my bed. I don't really like making new friends anymore, I realized people are inherently evil, and I don't feel the need to force out the good in someone. I squint until my forehead hurts, instead of wearing my glasses. I'll ride your ass on the freeway. I pretend I'm on my phone with someone when I'm driving but really I'm singing. 110% of the time I won't remember your name if I haven't met you atleast 4 times; you might as well just shake my hand and nod your head, you pretty much don't have a name. I am evil in the morning; don't touch or talk, or even so much as look at me for the first hour and a half (just ask my boyfriend). I believe that it could take years to erase what "Pink-Berry" /"Cefiore/Malibu Yo" has done to me; the damage is irretrievable. It is a disease, an addiction... I don't think I'll ever be able to kick the habit. I have a secret fixation with drinking out of baby bottles and playdough...(you know you want to eat it). Don't put your feet within a 5 mile radius of me. I hate feet, rats and underwater animals. And don't ask me to swim in the ocean, fish are for eating...not for swimming. I must have the last word and I usually end it with "...bitchhh" whether it be towards my boyfriend, best friend or mom. Thin is not in, fat is where its at!
