- Dancing.
- Shaving without knicking myself.
- Filling up my gas tank before the empty light has been on for a good 10 miles and the car is moments away from puttering to a stop.
- Putting on make-up.
- Being assertive.
- Learning foreign languages.
- Math above a 5th grade level.
- Driving a stick shift.
- Carrying any semblance of a tune.
- Painting my fingernails and/or toenails neatly without getting polish all over my skin (especially fun when it's red polish because then it looks like I've been part of a small massacre).
- Playing instruments.
- Being fashionable.
- Rolling my tongue (it's supposed to be a dominant trait!).
- Sewing.
- Correctly using a semi-colon.
- Hula hooping.
- Looking good in a hat.
- Putting on sunscreen.
- Flossing on a regular basis.
- Parallel parking.
- Developing lasting relationships with people.
- Returning phone calls.
- Flirting.
- Cooking.
- Getting an even tan.
- Playing poker.
- Understanding poetry.
- Snapping.
- Pull-ups.
- Successfully spitting out of a car window without it splattering on to the side.
- Wrapping presents without using an extreme overabundance of tape and paper.
- Listening to music without relating it to my own life and usually getting bummed out as a result.
- Dressing appropriately for the weather.
- Opening a carton of ice cream and only eating a small amount.
- Successfully/gracefully diving into a body of water.
- Drinking out of large cups/mugs without dribbling it down my chin.
- Finding the right words to express myself clearly and articulately.
- Making friends.
- Saying no to people.
- Wearing goggles without water seeping in and drowning my eyes within seconds.
- It must be my irregularly shaped head.
- Telling stories.
- I'm the person who everyone says "Good story..." with complete sarcasm to when I'm through talking.
- Getting more than 5 hours of sleep a night.
- Putting my hair in a bump-free ponytail.
- Brushing my teeth for that pesky, dentist-recommended two minutes.
- Picking up on others' sarcasm.
- Goodbyes.
- I have trouble showing the proper emotion for the level of goodbye. I would much rather slip out the back door and disappear.
- Eating anything even remotely spicy.
- My mouth is on fire, eyes watering, nose running after a taste of medium salsa.
- Chess.
- Getting my hair cut.
- I usually put it off until my hair is unruly and composed entirely of split ends.
- Completing art/craft projects.
- Writing in cursive.
- Answering emails in a timely manner.
- Paying my bills before the due date.
- Skipping rocks.
- Being spontaneous.
- Taking compliments.
- Being empathetic.
- Cleaning out my purse.
- Tying a tie.
- Feeling comfortable in a bathing suit.
- Feeling sad when humans die in films.
- I only get emotional when animals die.
- Getting any Christmas shopping done until days before.
- Buying too many beautiful notebooks/journals and actually using them
- Answering my phone.
- Moving on.
feb 14 2008 ∞
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