Saturday, February 25, 2012

could you tell me what to say?

i have been having trouble blogging recently: finding the time to do it, finding things to write about, finding the correct words to use. it's all hard for me. so i was thinking about those thirty day challenges that are all over the internet like weeds, and i thought, maybe that's what i need. a thirty day challenge to tell me exactly what to write about every day. so i googled thirty day challenge, and picked the first thing that popped up. i'm pretty sure it's supposed to be a picture challenge, but whatever. for the next thirty days (hopefully) i will write a post about exactly what it tells me to write. ready? let's go.

[day one: you]

this is one where taking a picture would be so much easier. i'm not exactly sure if i should do looks or personality so, here's both.

i look and dress like the kind of person that blends into the crowd, and i'm happy with that. after getting married this summer, i gained weight and people assume i'm pregnant. i'm working on that. i'm almost twenty four years old (eek) with absolutely no idea where i want my life to go aside from the vague dreams that i can't bring myself to really work towards. i like books more than most people, and sadness is my default emotion. i like to read out loud but don't do it very often. i like burt's bees chapstick, nostalgia, and music. i have dreams to travel the world, and all the laziness and procrastination to make sure it never happens. i can't remember a time in my life without little kids around. i'm too practical to be cool and probably wear jeans and hoodies far too often. i'm not a picky eater. i lack motivation and the ability to see things through to the end. the last nail polish color i had on was papaya.

*Tell Me What to Say - John Mayer

2 comments:

  1. anonymous hippopotamusFebruary 25, 2012 at 7:55 PM

    probably wear jeans and hoodies too often?? when your husband says you've worn it the past three days or was it weeks? then i think you move past probably into definitely :P :P

    not that i'm one to talk :D

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  2. lool it was a week. and it's not my fault i was born with the grandpa gene. i can't resist the comfort of looking like a bum.

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