For Myspace.
I'm Michelle. I have 50 million nicknames, but I'll respond to damn near anything.
50 million is my choice term for exaggeration. I have way too many common words/phrases/gestures...my best friends tend to catch on and begin to do them unconsciously.
I quote movies and stand-up comedians A LOT. People that spell a lot wrong are dumb.
Anything given to me that's penguin related is appreciated more than I could begin to express.
People aren't genuine anymore. I've got three people I'll tell absolutely anything to. I've got a handful of close friends I'll tell ALMOST anything. I've got hundreds of friends I like to fuck with. :D
If you can show me something genuine, I'll give you my world.
I've changed more in my first year of college than I have in my entire life.
I've played the drums for six or so years (corps and set). I don't practice enough.
Antique cars and lifted trucks make me hot in the pants.
I love photography. I majored in it my first semester. The drawing/design classes bored me to death so I switched to Public Relations.
I've fallen out of it a bit because I'd love a Nikon D2X, but I'm also a poor starving college student. Feel free to contribute to the Save Michelle (and up her bar tab) Fund. All help is greatly appreciated.
It's not that I'm indecisive, I just don't care. And it's not that I don't care, I'm just too apathetic to think that where we eat or what movie we watch is going to affect the outcome of my night and/or life.
I like pampering my friends to the point that it makes me really poor.
I like living on my own, despite how much I could really use a good meal and house that's never empty sometimes.
My parents are awesome. I hated living with them, but they're awesome nonetheless. They've been married almost 24 years and they're still the most in-love couple I know.
I think my relationship with them has become 100 times better. I guess when they couldn't constantly worry about where I was and what I was up to, it became more learning about each other rather than [forcefully] teaching...not to mention, being here I don't have much time or money to do anything ridiculous or stupid. :)
Starbursts and candy necklaces are wonderful, as well as caramel frappeccinos with extra caramel and better batter ice cream.
My nose pops. Your's doesn't. Loser.
I like driving. I've never been in a wreck. I miss my first car.
I really don't like the one I have now.
This, however, is about to be mine, except with black running boards...
My hamsters Ollie and Basil are the most evil things to consume less than two inches of space. My parents consider them their grandchildren though. :D
Ollie and Basil, respectively.
I've got a lot of health shit... I was going to elaborate, but it's boring.
Don't give me drama. I'll just completely shut you out. I'm not trying to be selfish, but really...get over over yourself.
Okay. I'm done boring you. Thanks for being nosey.
50 million is my choice term for exaggeration. I have way too many common words/phrases/gestures...my best friends tend to catch on and begin to do them unconsciously.
I quote movies and stand-up comedians A LOT. People that spell a lot wrong are dumb.
Anything given to me that's penguin related is appreciated more than I could begin to express.
People aren't genuine anymore. I've got three people I'll tell absolutely anything to. I've got a handful of close friends I'll tell ALMOST anything. I've got hundreds of friends I like to fuck with. :D
If you can show me something genuine, I'll give you my world.
I've changed more in my first year of college than I have in my entire life.
I've played the drums for six or so years (corps and set). I don't practice enough.
Antique cars and lifted trucks make me hot in the pants.
I love photography. I majored in it my first semester. The drawing/design classes bored me to death so I switched to Public Relations.
I've fallen out of it a bit because I'd love a Nikon D2X, but I'm also a poor starving college student. Feel free to contribute to the Save Michelle (and up her bar tab) Fund. All help is greatly appreciated.
It's not that I'm indecisive, I just don't care. And it's not that I don't care, I'm just too apathetic to think that where we eat or what movie we watch is going to affect the outcome of my night and/or life.
I like pampering my friends to the point that it makes me really poor.
I like living on my own, despite how much I could really use a good meal and house that's never empty sometimes.
My parents are awesome. I hated living with them, but they're awesome nonetheless. They've been married almost 24 years and they're still the most in-love couple I know.
I think my relationship with them has become 100 times better. I guess when they couldn't constantly worry about where I was and what I was up to, it became more learning about each other rather than [forcefully] teaching...not to mention, being here I don't have much time or money to do anything ridiculous or stupid. :)
Starbursts and candy necklaces are wonderful, as well as caramel frappeccinos with extra caramel and better batter ice cream.
My nose pops. Your's doesn't. Loser.
I like driving. I've never been in a wreck. I miss my first car.
I really don't like the one I have now.
This, however, is about to be mine, except with black running boards...
My hamsters Ollie and Basil are the most evil things to consume less than two inches of space. My parents consider them their grandchildren though. :D
Ollie and Basil, respectively.
I've got a lot of health shit... I was going to elaborate, but it's boring.
Don't give me drama. I'll just completely shut you out. I'm not trying to be selfish, but really...get over over yourself.
Okay. I'm done boring you. Thanks for being nosey.