I haven't been able to blog at all recently. Every time I sit down to write, I can't come up with the words. I just stare for forever, then I exit out and get on with my day. I'm kind of over it. I want to write so bad. So here goes nothing.
Things are finally looking up. I'm happy with where I am and who I am. So for no particular reason whatsoever, I'm doing random things about myself.
1. I've always felt like I'm too tall. Probably because I hit my growth spurt in Hong Kong where everyone is miniature size. Towering over all your friends for 8 years straight scars you. I don't mind it so much now. But if I randomly got cut off at the knees, I wouldn't complain.
2. I have a huge problem with motivation. People think I just don't care, and sometimes they're right. But more often than not, I do care. I want to clean my room, I want to work my ass off, I want to strive towards my goals..but I sit on the couch figuring I'll do it later. I annoy myself. You'd think my massive amounts of annoyance would be my motivation.. There's something so wrong with me.
3. I've always wanted to be asked out in a super cute way. My first boyfriend asked me out over text, but we were 14 so it was acceptable. My second boyfriend asked me out in my front yard, and it wasn't that cute cause he was choking over his own nervous words and I had to have him repeat himself like 5 times. My third asked me out in a dentist office..need I say more? My fourth never asked me out. I asked him out over the phone while he was belligerently drunk at a wedding in Texas. Once again, not that cute. My dream was always to have some guy take me on a super cute date, and finish it off by looking me in the eyes and asking me to be his girlfriend. Cheesy, I know. And now I've reached a point where I'm head over heels for only one guy, and I already have him. So unless he leaves me and asks me out again, that ain't happening.
4. I hate it when girls squeal. End of story.
5. I have the most annoying laugh ever. It goes: hahaahaaaHAha. Or HAAhahaha. I'd appreciate it if my laugh stayed at one level and one volume. But oh well. Annoying laugh for the win.
6. I listen to music nearly all day everyday. I wake up to music. I turn my iPod on while I shower/do my makeup and hair. Music while I clean the house. Music while I drive to work. Music at work. Music on the drive home. Music to fall asleep. Sleep. Repeat.
The house smells like waffles. So this post is over until further notice.
