you'll never meet another girl like me.
i promise.
my name is Mandy
i love who i am.
i'm happy with what i'm not.
'hate' isn't in my vocabulary.
I don't know who to love anymore.
i'm into supporting local bands. locals are my life.
i love making memories.
I play soccer and ringette.
laughing is my favouritest thing to do ever.
i am addicted to Guitar Hero. it can't be helped.
i love bass.
i am a bad speller.
i have reaaallly small hands.
i live off soup.
PC Cola is better then coke and pepsi.
although chocolate milk is sweet.
and Tradewinds Tea. mmm.
i have an industrial piercing.
i have a horrible temper.
i swear i have chronic hiccups.
i am open-minded.
i am a sexual being.
sometimes i think people are a waste of time.
i don't deal with drama. so save it fo' yo mama.
i am a fucking LUSH on weekends.
if i don't like you, it's probably because you are annoying and a conceided fucking jerk who treats people like shit.
i don't enjoy mean people.
if you are a romantic, i will love you.
i'm always late.
i take forever to get ready.
i like to twirl my hair and bite my nails.
i'm reaaalllly white.
despite what you think, big boobs suck!
i'm an optimistic person.
i drive. and i have a car.
i enjoying singing.
i am self-confident, but modest.
no, you can't get in my pants.
i'd rather be called beautiful then hot.
i don't hide anything.
prostitots bother me.
i don't trust people.
i hate hospitals.
my favourite place is on the thee escarpment.
i'm a sweetheart.
i like boys with confidence.
i like to bake for people.
i love PEZ.
i have fucking sweet cousins.
i love happy endings.
i've only ever wanted love.
Soap Opera Woman: Excuse me.
Wiley: Excuse me.
Soap Opera Woman: Hey. Could we do that again? I know we haven't met, but I don't want to be an ant. You know? I mean, it's like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continously on ant autopilot, with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient, polite manner. "Here's your change." "Paper or plastic?' "Credit or debit?" "You want ketchup with that?" I don't want a straw. I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to give that up. I don't want to be ant, you know?
-Richard Linklater, Waking Life
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