Sometimes I think I'm too difficult. Sometimes I think I'm too opinionated and bossy. I wake up in the morning with bad bed-head. I argue things sometimes that I could probably just let go. I require too much attention sometimes. Money often burns a hole in my pocket and I should probably save more. I laugh at my own jokes way too hard sometimes. I'm only 5'4". Sometimes I feel incredibly stupid. My feelings get hurt really easily over dumb things on occasion. I have long toes. When I laugh really hard, this one tooth gets dry and my lip gets caught on it and it looks scary. My forehead is gia-nor-mous. I have student loans out the ying-yang. I don't clean my house as often as I should. I like Ashley Simpson's music even though I know most people think she's a no-talent ass-clown. I have a short temper. I don't understand income taxes, Bill O'Reilly or modern art . I have a family tree more complicated than Einstein's Theory of Relativity. I've been known to be a belligerant drunk. I sometimes think I should have finished law school. And, I really don't like sharing my fries.
These are the things that make me wonder if I'll ever meet a guy who can deal with me...and if I meet him, will he want to stick around once he discovers all of the above?
1 comment:
But law school is for people who are boring, ugly and serious! Why would you want to have stayed there? :)
Also, the snaggletooth is endearing!
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