Awkward
- Spilling beer. I’m always afraid people will think I’m drunk. And I want to yell, “Hey! I’m just clumsy! And this isn’t even MY beer that I knocked over!” (It wasn’t; it was my friend’s. Also awkward.)
- Nasty sun rashes (see below) that always only crop up on my chest. There is no appropriate or un-awkward way to scratch your chest.
- When people unnecessarily throw a swear word into every sentence they speak. There’s a quote that goes, “Swearing is for people who just don’t have the vocabulary to express themselves properly” or something to that extent. I do tend to agree. So, Brendon Urie, if you’re going to open your mouth, just sing one of your songs instead.
Awesome
- We’re actually getting some sunshine! Can you believe it? Of course, the first day I was out in the sun I got a nasty sun rash (see above). What’re you gonna do?
- My besties Michael and Kristen traveling all the way up from another state to surprise visit me at my grad party. Gotta love them.
- Chicken satay on the grill with grilled zucchini, squash, and asparagus, as well as a strawberry spinach salad with poppy seed dressing. *drools*
- The Panic! at the Disco concert I went to last night. The gorgeous Brendon Urie (right) had a fouler mouth than I was expecting (see above), and I certainly WAS NOT expecting him to strip down to his underwear onstage. Not that I’m complaining.
- Girl Crew Night. ‘Nuff said.
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