Really? Really? Really?
I talk to my best friend at least once a day and sometimes 3 or 4 time a day.
Will the real Lisa Ann Orkin please stand up!
I think I know me and then I lose sight of myself.
I feel like I am five and sitting in the middle of a clothing carousel.
I feel like I am 5, then maybe 12 and 108.
I still make out with guys on my couch.
I sneak peanut butter cups and eat a whole pack of gum in 20 minutes.
I run a business and never understand what my account’s saying, my eyes roll back in my head and I imagine what he would like wearing a cheap batman suit that comes from a box… the kind that comes with a plastic mask.
Sometime when people talk I just stare at their noses.
I exercise, so that’s grown up. Although I don’t always like it. I like to hike because it makes me feel like I am running away. So, I wander around the forrest with a Starbucks latte in my hand wearing Lululemon at least an hour a day.
I still have not gotten the concept we will all die, even though my mom is gone. I really don’t get it! REALLY. I don’t believe it!
I get scared all the time! I scream when I see a spider and jump around like a little girl and I have to really work hard to find my big girl self to kill it or capture it.
I still don’t know what I want to do when I grow up.
I love buying clothes.
I don’t like the word boyfriend. It make me feel weird and yet I like having a boyfriend.
I like to dance on my coffee table and speak in weird accents.
I play hooky once a week.
I dream of just be silly and getting paid for it.
Sometimes when I can’t get my laundry done I just go buy new underpants.