Samwich

I can do TEN sit ups, I need every piece of cereal to be covered in milk before I take a bite, and I fully believe that popcorn should be eaten in handfuls...not pieces. I still like stuff, but that one's getting old. I don't like getting out of the shower and being damp. Wet is fine, dry is fine, damp is just uncomfortable. I recently discovered my sporty side. I love wakeboarding, waterskiing, jetskiing (it's a sport!) and tennis. I am super competitive, and I am a huge suck when I lose and so cocky when I win. I cry at weddings, I cry when I laugh, I cry at speeches, I cry at old people...I guess I'm sort of emotional. I can't stand the word artery. It grosses me out. Homeless people always tell me to smile. Apparently I look mean when I walk down the street, but I'm actually really nice, and I always smile, so I don't know what the hell they're talking about. I like to squeeze really cute things...like my dog. I love my Ipod like it's my child. I love a good laugh. The kind that makes you cry and the kind when you know that it's rude/ inappropriate to laugh, but you just can't help it so you try to hold it in, but because you're trying so hard to hold it in, it gets even funnier and then finally you just burst. I like that.