i think its funny that often when people first meet me they just take me for another shy, reserved, quiet gal. when really i just get in a funk sometimes that makes me appear such ways, or the context in which they met me in calls me to be more reserved, or just sometimes it takes me a while to warm up.
when really...
i am prettty crazy style and i mean crazy style(not coocoo crazy)
should i give some examples? sure.
-i have these ugly dances i do and i like to preform them for people. only a few people know about this one though(charity and cisily they are my best audience).
-i like to preform in general. i grew up dancing often in the living room putting on shows for my family or friends...now for my roommates or friends.
-i have voices i do. you know like accents...old man...old woman...the grudge...
-i dont mind doing 'embarrasing' things in front of a crowd. been there, done that.
-i say the darndest things.
-roll people up like tacos(julene).
-i enjoy walking like a weirdo in parking lots, grocery stores...wherever. been there, done that.
there, just a few.
now it's your turn...tell me how you know im crazy style.
2 comments:
PUHLEASE! We were the craziest together, summer sitting on the couches singing for hours on end. BLESS!
There were our morning laundry trips where you would pretend to be doing doing irish dancing (I think....) and you would blast your music and dance around the laundromat...Oh, and the night we got crazy off of a large bowl of cookie dough in front of the computer...and the fact that you can taste the shortening in my cookie dough, that's just weird...OK, I'm pretty sure that now I have started I could keep going.....
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