My strange habits.

I do lots of weird things. And some things that aren't so weird, just really annoying.

I tell really stupid stories.
I sing in the shower. Loudly.
I make up songs about whatever I'm doing at the moment.
I change subjects abruptly when I have a thought (usually pointless and stupid but entertaining to me) that I feel needs sharing, or when I'm bored with the current subject. Or both. Usually both.
I beatbox and/or scat when someone puts me on hold on the phone. It always sucks when they come back before I finish my run and they hear it...

The cool points are out the window and you got me all twisted up in the game.

Things I very much dislike:
-Texting someone and being paranoid that somehow the text will send itself to the wrong person.
-Talking to someone and being afraid you'll mention something you know not because they told you, but from some light internet stalking.
-Wanting to keep a conversation going but having absolutely nothing to say.
-That moment in the middle of an argument when you realize you're wrong.
-People who think that because they're "street smart", they're actually smart. ...No, you're still stupid.
-That weird ache that isn't normal shoe-pain after wearing character shoes for extended amounts of time.
-Cyclists. Drivers hate pedestrians, pedestrians hate drivers, but no matter what mode of transportation, everyone always hates cyclists.
-Having to go to the gas station. Like I know it's necessary for my car to run, but for some reason, whenever I see that it's getting empty, I think "is this REALLY necessary?" Ugh.
-When you meet someone for the first time, and it's a really awkward situation that's like a one-time deal, but they're gonna think you're weird forever. Like I've met people on days where I had curlers in my hair for a show that night, or like I hadn't slept in 36 hours or something and I'm like "I swear I don't always look/act like this".

Things I Love:
-Chelsea Lately. I feel weird on nights where I go to sleep having not watched one of the showings of Chelsea Lately before I go to sleep.
-Being on stage.
-Speech team.
-Freaks that are on speech team that I encounter at meets.
-Boys with pretty smiles and pretty voices.
-Big cities full of lights.
-The Beatles
-SUMMER. Pleasepleaseplease don't let school start again.
-Pianos.
-Glee.
-Cardigans.
-Lady Gaga.
-Holding hands.
-Colorful chunky rings.
-Longggg hair. My hair's finally getting long.
-Showers.

Nobody reads this anymore.

I mean, I doubt hardly anyone ever did. But I took the link off Facebook, and I didn't really have followers sooo yeah. I don't mind. Obviously I wanted it that way, or else I would have kept the link up. I guess it seems silly to write to an audience I'm aware no longer exists, but I figured I'd feel sillier writing in a diary or something. I hadn't blogged in well over a month, and I'd realized that the way I sounded in my blog isn't the way I wanted myself to read to strangers. I'd rather blog to a limited audience of people who know me as more than what I write on here rather than allow people who have no record with me other than what they read here to judge me via blog. Don't get me wrong, judge me all you want. Even if I said not to you all still would. But if you're gonna dislike me, I'd rather you dislike me for what I actually am. Not what I seem thanks to the weird things I post on here when my emotions are high. That seems to be the only time I ever blog, which is probably why I sound so stupid in these posts.