♥Bitching Princess

My name is Kelly. I'm a nice person. I love shaking my foot when I sit. I love nodding my head when I don't pay attention. I love watching your hands move when I should be listening to you speak. I love pausing in the middle of a kiss to say "hi." I love playing Zelda on Nintendo 64. I make the best cookies you've ever had, and I win every game of thumb wars. I don't think of myself as "pretty" and am usually caught off guard whenever someone tells me I am. I also don't take compliments well and usually try to think of a way to disprove them. Claymation scares the crap out of me and I hate Wallace and Gromett...fuckin creepy show. I don't think like the normal person. My mind is constantly over analyzing everything at 100 MPH. I can rarely think about anything for more than ten seconds before another random thought enters my brain. Someday I'm going to grow up and stop being crazy. I don't know when that will be.Being the jobless hobo that I am at the moment, I've gotten better at responding to comments/messages on here...especially if you have something worthwhile to say (IE not 'whats up', 'how's it going' or 'thanks for the add')I can tell you right now: Not much is up if I'm sitting at my computer on myspace, things are most likely going fine and me adding you isn't special. I add everyone. I would probobly add hitler if he asked. Who I'd like to meet: Never Take Me Seriously, 98% of the time im jokeing, Im The Most Sarcastic person..ever.I take too many naps. I have naturally pale skin and I used to hate it as a child, but I like it now. I tend to look for the worst in people, it bothers me when someone is too perfect. I’m not judgemental in the least, but I can be shallow at times. I judge people on their looks too often. I'm trying to stop that. I love/hate myspace. Its kind of fun, but it has also lowered my faith in humanity a solid 80%. I have a low attention span. I can stare blankly at someone for an hour and not comprehend a word they say. It's one of my many talents :D. I hate politics, and I HATE George Bush. I have a kitten named Tigger, I3him with all my heart. he likes to attack my face in the middle of the night. Im afraid of heights, I’m afraid of slipping in the shower, I’m afraid of things touching my eye,and getting my heartbroken. I would probobly die of a nervouse breakdown if I ever needed contacts. I have too much hope in people, and it usually bites me in the ass. I cant whistle. I hate when people tell me I’m just like them. I also don’t take compliments very well, and usualy try to come up with a reason why they’re inacurate. I get nervous if I don’t know what time it is. I dont watch enough TV. I’m incredibly tired of typical conversations with people theese days. No one has much to say anymore, ‘'Hey, whatsup?'’ '‘Oh, nothing much'' blah blah blah, it gets old. I guess I don’t know what else people are supsoed to say though. I think too much about it. I think about a lot of things too much. I guess that’s all I have to say.