god help the girl.

thirteen reasons why i suck:

my visa statements are always a very unfriendly number.

i quit my job, without finding a replacement one first: this was stupid.

i eat too much candy.

i drink too much coffee.

my hair is too long, and too ratty. it needs to be cut, but i get seperation anxiety...

i give boys my phone number, even when i don't really want them to call me. why?

i need to read more. smart books, not fluffy chick-lit.

i am really bad at tennis. which is a shame, because the outfits are really cute.

"we live like we're ballin", says ayla white. problem is, we're not.

sometimes i get grumpy for no reason.

i sometimes eat adam's food when he's not home. it's fun, trying to be sneaky.

i eat all the popcorn before the previews are over. and i always pick out the buttery pieces, before anyone else can get to them.

i bite my fingernails way too short, and they look like little boy hands.

on the upside, my mommy is coming to visit in eight days and she thinks i'm pretty awesome!

also the champagne dance party i had with ayla and charms the other day has had me laughing and smiling ever since! nothing like busting out classic 90's pop and chugging champagne straight from the bottle, to make you feel like a superstar when the whole world is telling you, you're otherwise.