Although imitation may be the sincerest form of flattery, I also find it to be the most annoying.

I was once teased with the nickname “OB heartbreaker” by a friend. That friend incidentally broke my heart a year and a half later. This makes me want to laugh and cry at the same time.

Grandma says, “If its pink, buy it.”

I like, really love beer. Even cheap, not good beer as long as its icy cold. It usually is exactly that in Thailand, and then you get to drink it really fast so it doesn’t get warm. I’ve neglected beer over the past few years in an effort to consume less calories and manage my weight. Sad, sad, sacrifice.

I get really, really impatient when I think that someone else is running something inefficiently and I have to be a part of it.

My house, my school, my iPod case, and my nail polish are all pink.

I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about OB and the people there. I don’t know what it means, I just know that it is happening.

There is really nothing like the feeling you get when you find out someone de-friended you on facebook. I wonder how Mark Zuckerburg feels about not only creating facebook but also creating a whole new set of human feelings and emotions. That guy is ridic!

The good, important, there-for-you-no-matter-what-even-when-you-don’t-know-they-are-there people in my life are without a doubt the best part of my life, and I need to do a better job of letting them know that.