My favorite movies are comedies, but I also love romances.
I can barely stay up until midnight.
I think one of the best feelings ever is getting done with an awesome workout,
and I can hardly ever motivate myself.
I’m that one kid from whom everyone expects great things
whilst I half expect I’ll waste my life away planning for life.
I can draw portraits, but not landscapes. Likewise, I can paint with watercolors, but not acrylics.
I’ve played over 375 games of solitaire in the last year.
Seeing people happy makes me happier than anything else.
Though at the moment, seeing anyone in general aside from my mother, sister, 2 bosses and 6 coworkers (hi, colin ;D) would be nice. But I’ve gotten way too comfortable with loneliness.
I like everybody, but I hardly ever get close to anybody. Sarcasm is my barrier.
I don’t like ice in my drinks, but sometimes I get a little just to look normal.
Between college and grad school, I’d love to take a year and just see the entire world.
Sometimes I’m sure all I’m meant to do is bring people down, and be brought down by people. Not because this is my nature, but because it’s the nature of being socially isolated.. one way or another, someone moves on and someone else is left behind.
I don’t remember most of my childhood.
I like the original, unsweetened kind of frozen yogurt.
I can’t think of when I last was WITHOUT a shorts tan.
Heights scare me.
Sometime in my life, I’d like to buy Rosetta stone and become fluent in Korean.
I feel like Nica and working for a better world in general is my calling.
I think Nelson Mandela is inspiring. His autobiography is probably one of my favorite books.
I like to bake, but I hardly cook. I can, I just don’t.
Someday I want to climb San Cristobal. Though at my current physical fitness level, I’m thinking I have a long way to go.
I’m a decent sailor, but it’s never windy enough on the lake to do too much.
When I’m by myself, I sometimes catch myself singing way too loudly.
I love being Catholic, but I don’t share the belief that it’s the only way to God. It’s the path I’m choosing to take because I think it’s kind of amazing, but I’ll never tell you that you’re doing it wrong because who am I to say that? God is love. If to you, that which you worship is love, then it is what my God is to me but by another name, and you’re loved just as I am by Him.
And what the heck is ‘love’ anyway?
I listen to most music that isn’t straight rap, though I never got much into dubstep.
I shouldn’t be awake right now.
I like to garden.
I’ve been wearing T shirts for the past month and haven’t gone shopping in, oh.. 4 or 5? Not legitimately, anyway. I need a new wardrobe.
I have absolutely no good reason for posting this except to say random things to nobody and hope someone cares, except that it’s unlikely that any of my 13 whole followers will see this.
I have a tumblr simply for the purpose of ranting. Yeah, that’s about it.