Well, where to start? I'm a nice girl but I have a questionable sense of humor. I think I look like a cheesin' dork in that picture up there and groan everytime I see it. I come from a big, loud, hysterical family. I can laugh in any situation. I'm sort of shy and awkward, but I warm up quick. My friends are all funny and my favorite people ever. I love baseball, writing, reading, house parties, Miller Light, true crime specials and every movie ever made. I'm still 8 months shy of being able to walk into a bar. Unfortunately, most of my friends are 21 or older so lately I've had a lot of free time on my hands. Apparently cases in kitchens stops being cool when you're 21 =( I'm not like those other girls yo.

Currently I'm between colleges for a semester and working full time at a daycare, which is stressful, rewarding, terrible, hysterical and depressing all at the same time. I decided, after two years as a journalism major, that I'd actually like to be a speech pathologist. So I'm probably going to be in school until I'm about 92, but I figure after that, I'm set for life you know?

Making people laugh, writing papers, making people feel comfortable, making homemade birthday cards, flipcup.

I have no idea! Probably my stupid laugh.

I used to be big into the 'emo/alt/indie' scene or whatever you want to call it in my younger days (Because I'm such a seasoned vet at life now). I still like the music but scenester politics get old. It's just music kids, don't have a fit. I listen to whatever I like, from basement bands to top 40. Movies and books are my favorite.

My parents- I'm only 20! And since I still live in their home with all the things they bought me growing up, it would be rude not to list them.
My siblings- They are my best-friends on Earth. I'm the middle child of 5 and nobody understands my personality better than them. Anytime I feel like I don't belong somewhere I know I can go home and feel like one of the gang.
My friends- We talk in accents, have deep and hysterical conversations, laugh obnoxiously, holla at guys from cars and cry on each other. I need them.
My puppy- She can play the piano and she's the light of my life.
My bed- I appreciate a good, long sleep as much as anyone. Especially after a 9 hour day of chasing fourteen 1 1/2 year old's around.
A job- I whine about work a lot, but I'm not happy unless I'm working hard and feeling accomplished at the end of the day. Plus, I need money in the bankk.

The world and all of the people breathing, loving and hurting on it at any given moment.

I'm either falling asleep in front of the TV or getting drunk at one of my many friends homes within a five block radius around my house. I'm not a drunk girl though, just a few weekends a month. Don't get me wrong.

This red headed kid just broke my heart, so I'm kind of a mess. People looking to buy a bride or throw me to your mother after one date need not apply. Also, I was scared of the dark until I was like 25, and that hasn't even happened yet.

You're not boring. If you don't wear extra tight shirts, don't frost your tips, don't have creepy facial hair, so on...