I've Come to Realize....MYSPACE SURVEY TIME!

[cheeseismydad]

I've come to realize that when I talk:
I become mildly retarded if the person I like is around.

I've come to realize that, when I love someone:
I should become the EXACT person that they want me to be, and ignore my aspirations and goals in order to please the man!!...Haha I'm totally kidding.

I've come to realize that I need:
To start sleeping more.

I've come to realize that I've lost:
My t-shirt and my towel....forever! At least, my dignity is still in tact.

I've come to realize that I hate it when:
I can't remember if something is one word or two words. (ie. intact? in tact?)

I've come to realize that if I'm drunk:
I must be high because there is no way I would reach that point without being under the influence of something else. (Clarification: I have never been drunk. And I don't do drugs)

I've come to realize that money:
Actually doesn't grow on tress.

I've come to realize that people:
are sparkly in musicals.

I've come to realize that I'll always be:
taller than a bunch of really cute boys.

I've come to realize that I love:
my eyebrows. Slash the 1920s and random facts about our sexual evolution. (Humans have the most flexible penises of all the primates.)

I've come to realize that the last time I cried I was:
sporadically convulsing while salty water was pouring out of my eyes. Oh, and uhhh it was over boys...as usual.

I've come to realize that my cell phone is:
really, really dirty.

I've come to realize that when I wake up in the morning:
My bangs are always sticking straight up.

I've come to realize that my best friend(s):
Is gay....Shhh she doesn't know. (Clarification: She is definitely out of the closet).

I've come to realize that before I go to sleep at night:
I always have to know what time it is.

I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about:
Boys....Uhh duh! Thinking about time logically connects to thinking about boys.

I've come to realize that babies:
Are not delivered by the stork. Unless by stork you mean a creepy old guy who likes to steal children.

I've come to realize that when I get on Myspace:
I always think that I should delete my account.

I've come to realize that my life:
Is really like a box of chocolates.

I've come to realize that I really want to:
Eat some Red Mango frozen yogurt.

I've come to realize that my car:
Is in the future!!!! since I don't have one yet.

I've come to realize that friends:
Are also like a box of chocolates. Diverse and generally wonderful except for the few that look good on the outside and have gross squishy jellyness on the inside.

I've come to realize that the world is:
also like a box of chocolates. Slash it's complicated.

I've come to realize that addictions:
to bad teen tv shows are dangerous!

I've come to realize that my attitude:
Is...uhhhh...sparkly?

I've come to realize that the one thing I couldn't live without is:
sparkles. Slash friends/family.

I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is:
Whoever is the most bored right now.