There's something soothing about lying on a pile of clean clothes straight out of the dryer. The warmth makes me feel all cozy... I’ll never outgrow this feeling. Jack looks at me like I'm strange, but then again he often looks at me with that face. I love to trip people out -in a good way of course.
There are always a few people judging you on your appearance. I recently had someone tell me thatI was high maintenance because I was wearing a zebra print book bag (which I had for 6 years, from high school n bought for $15 buckaroos)and sunglasses ($5 from the alleys in L.A.)... oh how wrong he was.
Jack taught me to not care what negative people think and he adores my randomness. I like to throw myself out there around quiet timid people. Like last night during dinner I began singing loudly, a song that Rizzo sings from Grease (which is one of my all time fav movies, it’s up there with forest gump) just to trip my bro n our friend Buns out. Her face was priceless. Some people have the gift of speaking and cracking jokes, (which I murder anything that comes out of my mouth) but I'd like to think I have the gift of randomness :)