I was going to post and angry rant, but i'm listening to "Oh Shooting Star" by Nice Guys Finish First and i'm too happy to be angry.
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About Me
- Beth
- So, I'm the weird girl you see walking down the hallway often talking or singing to herself. She talks not only with her hands, but with her whole body. It gets a bit awkward. She was called, "Tigger," by her eighth grade English teacher because she bounces when she walks. She is outgoing and yet pretty insecure at the same time. She frequently runs into things and falls down, this is why she frequently reminds herself, "Ah![Insert object here] are solid...can't walk through those," out loud. She laughs at her own jokes even when others don't and she doesn't care. She will hug you because she is a snuggler. She loves watching bad television and doesn't hide that. She is a Harry Potter nerd and rides horses. She loves singing at the top of her lungs, but she is NOT in chorus for a reason. She has the most amazing friends and together they have eightmillion inside jokes. She uses the number, "eightmillion," just about every time she uses a number in a hyperbole. Well, what can I say? She pretty much rocks.
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