I adore my friends and family and would do anything for them. I'm sarcastic, stubborn, naive, too smart for my own good, and dedicate love songs to my most cherished friends. I walk into things, fall in love with everyone and everything, procrastinate, get distracted easily, and can't carry a tune... but that doesn't stop me from singing around the house! I laugh at everything and usually at really innapropriate times. I say fuck way too much and love jumping on my friends and giving them big kisses. I'm not a fan of people telling me what to do, and tend to ignore them anyway. I get lost in my head, trip over my own feet, and watch way too many movies. But above all else I've learned to keep living the way I want and not let other people dictate how I feel and carry myself.
Things I like: Pancakes, Reading, tattoos, photography, sarcasm, anything that has to do with the beach, CUPCAKES, being outdoors, pinstripes, good healthy food, hanging out with and feeding friends and family, laying in the grass with a good book, challenging conversations, cooking, laundry (yes, laundry), cute boys in glasses, cute boys that are tall, cute boys in general, learning, farmer's markets, sitting on the kitchen counter all night talking, running around chasing my neices and nephews, dancing on the bartop, hiding in the back people watching, pinup girls, painting, the smell of a hockey rink, hockey, soccer in the mud, football, Giant's games, A's games, RAIDER games, Niner games, bringing more kindness into the world, meeting new people, doing nothing, driving fast (really really fast), fellow hopeless romantics, the magical world of Disney, animals, standup comedy, cranking up the music and singing my heart out, chill house parties, watching the sky, making people feel special, competitive swimming, sitting on a wood chair on the deck at the lake with a cold beer, profound conversations about nothing, and scratching my cat's chin. Oh and I have an unnatural obsession with trees.
Things I don't like: Negativity unless it's funny, drama bitches unless they amuse me, slow drivers, stupid customers that leave frozen items around the store, poor grammar and spelling, and people who take things way too seriously.
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.
I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say
It's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
