one of my friends recently did a post entitled "fifteen reasons why i suck". of course after reading it, i totally hijacked it for the polka dot cheesecake room (how original). i thought it would be a nice exercise in humility, so to speak (er, type).
so here are fifteen reasons why i suck.
one: i spend way too much money on makeup that i never wear. i literally walk into mac for one item, then they ask the forbidden question: "is there anything else you need?" my reply is alway, "i don't know what do you think?" duh.
two: i get slight anxiety when different foods touch on the same plate. thanksgiving/christmas dinners are just an open invitation for my family to mess with me. also, i usually look like to total fat ass at any type of buffet or potluck dinner with my three to four plates.
three: about ninety percent of the time, i enjoy the company of children more than i do adults. that may explain why i have yet to grow up myself.
four: i suck at fixing my hair. my hairstylist, bless her heart, fixes my hair more often than myself. someday i will take her on vacation.
five: i am bad about taking care of items that i spend a lot of money on i.e. my vehicle. oil changes would not occur if it weren't for my parents. my computer/pda/ipod have been dropped one too many times.
six: i don't do much long-term planning. i'm not much of a day-to-day girl either. month-to-month is a great time span in terms of planning. i have no idea where i will be next year or what i will be doing. i used to live by the book "women and money" by suze orman. not so much anymore.
seven: i react to emotional situations awkwardly. for example, if i'm really angry i will laugh hysterically. if i'm really sad, i giggle. ok i guess i pretty much laugh too much.
eight: i am terrified of birds. if they are near me, i get short of breath and my heart races. i stop talking (see number seven). it tends to make social situations a little discomfited.
nine: i tend to overbook myself, both professionally and socially. i have to back out of appointments and social gatherings too often, but i also require jenna time. my introvert side pleas for attention at times.
ten: i despise routine vacuuming. there has to be some sort of noise created by sucking up dirt, crumbs, etc to provide satisfaction. that's probably why i love cleaning windows and dusting. i need instant positive reinforcement in my cleaning efforts.
eleven: i push the speed limit way too often. i don't consider myself an impatient person, i just hate sitting around in my car.
twelve: to piggyback on number eleven, i get really bored while driving and do things that i probably shouldn't do....editing documents on my pda, painting my toenails, etc.
thirteen: i outsource many common household duties, which is why i would make a horrible housewife. when i lived in hawaii, i hired a laundry service. i don't sew....that's what tailors are for. i strategically purchase clothes that will never need ironing.
fourteen: i have really long eyelashes and the inside of my eyelids always itch. i can't fight the urge to scratch it, so i always do in public and people probably look at my like some kind of circus freak.
fifteen: i obsessively chew orbiz bubblemint gum out of habit. i purchase the big containers that fit in your vehicle's cup holders; chew a piece for about two or three minutes; then roll down the window, spit it forward and swat at it at my hand so it flies out the window. that took a lot of practice and i had plenty of chewed gum on my dashboard to show for it.
listen to: Hey Ya by Obadiah Parker...."if what they say that nothing is forever, than what makes loves the exception"
