4 years of blogging right here and you still may not know this super important shit about me
- I don’t decorate for holidays. I did when I lived in a regular adult person house with my ex but to decorate just for me seems like such a waste of my time.
- I do not dislike the holidays, I enjoy them but in general I don’t get too into “the spirit.” As a non Christ believer and non Santa believer and non Jew, it’s just basically a time for me to get and give gifts. I’m okay with that. I don’t get the whole, “it’s such a special time of year” shit because if you’re not religious then it’s not. Am I taking crazy pills here?
- Christmas music makes me want to gouge out my ear drums.
- I hate New Year’s Eve. Some of the worst nights of my life have occurred on 12/31. I’ve had a few fun ones, but those that were fun were generally spent alone or at home.
- I’m not a Grinch or a Scrooge though. I will not hate on your being excited. Be excited! Sorry your life is hollow usually! — KIDDING KIDDING KIDDING :)
- Thanksgiving is the besssssssssssst though.
- I like watching violent movies and TV shows while alone, but I always cover my eyes during the gory parts. Gore freaks me out.
- Even though I sometimes say shit like “I’m so ashamed” about my Twilight shit and other dorky shit — I AM NOT ASHAMED. I am actually pretty secure in my weird idiosyncrancies and dorky loves.
- I hate my red hair. I miss being blonde.
- You may know this if you know me IRL, but I am one super messy person. Yikes.
- I’m convinced I’m dying because in the past 2 months I’ve had cellulitis, strep throat, some really nasty colds and a sinus infection. I don’t know what I’ve done to my body and my immune system but it’s not good. Damnit.
- I hate Vicodin.
- I sometimes wonder if I’ll blog here forever. Probably not right?
