100. I love necks. I love staring at them, drawing them. Just.. necks.

099. Pineapples on pizza? Oranges in chocolate?

No, thank you.

098. I can remember quotes really easily and really well.

Verbatim challenge anyone?

097. I really don’t have the urge to talk to people I don’t like. I’m sorry, that’s mean but it’s true. Also, bias and favoritism.

096. I sometimes think people resemble animals way too much.

Just recently, I found a teammate of mine that looks like Freddy from Back at the Barnyard.

095. I don’t like having dirt under my nails. I seriously don’t stop until I’ve picked it out with my other hand.

Eck.

094. I like to think I can get along with people more now.

093. I don’t get nervous until the last minute. It sucks because it’s totally uncalled for.

092. I can be an extremely organized person when I feel like it but when I do… it’s insane. It’s just me extremely compartmentalizing everything. Even my verbs.

091. I like looking at people’s eyebrows. I feel extremely jealous when I see people move them fluidly and I’m sitting there… unable.

090. I don’t like it when the curtains are pushed aside to make view for the window. Except if there’s a cold breeze at night.

Sunlight and sunshine can GTFO, please.

089. I can change my voice to various… I don’t even know what to call such weird noises.

088. Sometimes both my eyes go extremely blurry. It’s like a camera, I swear—then I just found out recently how to cure it.

Close your eyes tightly then open. Ha.

087. The new Spongebob Squarepants creeps me out to bits.

I’m serious.

086. If anyone should know, I’ve never done the ‘first things’ with a guy (hold hands, kiss, gone on a date) but I do have more guy friends than girl friends.

Like, I have a lot of them because they’re easy to get along too and I ride with their jokes (others might deem inappropriate) and that’s because I grew up with three guys by my side. I’ll make a separate post about my 3 amigos some other time.

And about the girl friends, I have less of them but the ones I have I really hold dear in my heart. I can be a complete nut and goofball around them and I don’t mind telling them everything because they’re such wonderful people I can’t even explain how wonderful they are.

Besides, who needs to rush with the ‘firsts’ thing? The guy I like now is such a conservative and I just told him something that might make things a little different.