It's so hard to sum it up. To write about my life and what i like to do in just one paragraph. Well, I guess i could write everything and take up my entire page. it's like i know what i want to say... but i cant seem to get the words out correctly without people mis-understanding things.But who cares really? something about geumaphobia and irrational drownings... and not caring about circumstances. circumstances aren't the point. something like that...And now a spree of things i like to do:
Roaming around my thoughts, driving fast, drinking apple cider, playing the piano when i'm stressed, using a lint brush when my clothes is really linty, lighting cigarettes even if im not smoking, I like when I wake up and the sun is still shining, hate when I wake up and it isn't. Sometimes I smoke just because I'm to lazy to eat. I can get stoked on stupid things. My hair is only cool looking for 10 minutes after I leave my house. I am a very, very picky eater. I have 2 dogs and I love them to death, W, S. I fall asleep only on my left side. I buy Cd's even though I don't listen to them, they are for display purposes only, no one looks at them. I say "bless you" when animals sneeze. I mumble to myself a lot. I only want to do things right after I wake up and get bummed when there is nothing to do. I have a turtle name ningless. I have to eat some chocolate everyday. I have perfect vision only in the day. Hoodies are to be worn once a week. I am a good cook, to me. I looked into buying a real panda once. Alcohol screwed up my liver, but I don't drink. I don't remember my first kiss. When something goes wrong everyone looks to me to fix it. I need to have "Jenny alone time"... i have this thing about men in glasses. i'll add more as life goes on......

and if you be good to me, then i'll be good to you, and we'll both ride home in my automobile.