Bicycles, not having a job, texting, reading, writing, not school, socializing, thinking, not thinking, movies, cooking, eggs. Also, I like cupcakes and making out.
Music
Oh I love all sorts of music, except rap and country because they make me die.
Movies
I love movies. I even love most really really terrible movies, like Bratz.
Perhaps my favorite is Little Miss Sunshine. Or one of my favorites, at least; I don't have just one favorite movie.
Come watch movies with me! :D
Television
Doctor Who, mostly. But I also like to watch stuff on the History Channel and Discovery Channel and Food Ntework and BBC America and Bravo and sometimes even SciFi.
Books
Too many. Basically most of them except The Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger and A Farewell to Arms, because they are boring and poorly written, in my humble opinion.
About me:
I'm impatient and immature, at times. Mostly just impatient.
I like smart people.
I don't like smarmy people.
Ralph Waldo Emerson was a d-bag, and Thoreau was Thoreau-ly a tool. (Hahaha. I think that is quite a good joke.)
I like demonic lemonade and lemonic demonade.
I don't like rap, but I know the words to a lot of Eminem songs because my mom bought one of his CDs...it's embarrassing.
I like hugs. A lot. If you see me in the hallway and just come up and hug me, you will get a hug right back, no questions asked. Also I will grin like a loony loon.
That's all.
Who I'd like to meet: Michael Cera, maybe, unless he's secretly a tool.
Napoleon Bonaparte, because he was a hottie. Probably the hottest hottie to ever rule most of the world.
Hannah Montana, just to say, "Oh yeah well remember that time I met Hannah Montana?!" even though I don't like her. So many people DO that it is positively disgusting.
SpongeBob Squarepants.
Christopher Walken, even though I would immediately burst into tears because he terrifies me because the first movie I ever saw him in was Sleepy Hollow.
The guy who decided it's essential to my life to learn calculus, so I could clock him a good one.
And lots of other fun folks.
LIKE YOU.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Ashlie. She was sad because she hadn't seen her friend Cydney in a long time. Eventually, they hung out and Ashlie was very happy.
YOU'VE BEEN HIT! YOU'VE BEEN CONSIDERED ONE OF THE 15 PRETTIEST GIRLS! ONCE YOU'VE BEEN HiT, YOU HAVE TO HiT 15 PRETTY GIRLS. IF YOU GET HiT AGAIN YOU'LL KNOW YOU'RE REALLY PRETTY! iF YOU BREAK THE CHAiN, YOU'LL HAVE UGLYNESS FOR 10 YEARS LiKE ALL OUR iMiTATORS. SO HiT PRETTY GiRLS TO LET THEM KNOW THEY'RE PRETTY!
Hey! You 'member when all your friends were like "Is she a Georgia Peach? Is she from Georgia?" (That still makes me laugh uncontrolably by the way.) yeah, so anyway, make them listen to "Georgia Peaches" by Lynard Skynard. Yes yes it's country-rock but it sums up everything that us "Jawga Girls" are about. Hehehe. We gotta go see a movie or something before I leave. Mama Mia or The Dark Knight or something. Oh yeah, make your friend call the lady that owns Little Black Dress; I really wanna see what's there.
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