Stupid people really get on my nerves.
I'm arrogant.
I've been known to be a witch.
I will give you my last dollar or the shirt off my back if I feel you deserve it.
I can be hyper, but tire easily.
I've gained weight since H.S. I know it, please quit telling me. I know I need to lose it.
I still smoke and I hate it.
I drink, but not often, but when I do - it's often too much and the mouth comes out.
Any plant you give me I will surely kill it.
I think life hates me and GOD or the planets align to play cruel jokes on me.
I hate when people shove religion down my throat and it will INSTANTLY make us mortal enemies.
I love my "step-kids", but they do get on my nerves. I don't necessarily care for most other people's kids because I think most people don't keep their kids in line and they have smart mouthed brats that whine or cry too much. I notice people try to be friends with their kids instead of parents and that irritates me.
I've noticed I've become "harder" with age and less tolerant. I don't know if that's because of all the junk I've been through. I don't like this side of me.
I prefer my dogs to people.
I still sometimes think the grass is greener on the other side.
When I'm nervous, I have a tendency to laugh. I don't handle stress very well. So if someone is dying I am between fits of crying and laughter - inappropriate, I know. I can't control it.
My sense of humor is ironic and makes people feel on edge.
I like to think I'm funny. I don't think most people think I'm funny at all.
I often talk to myself and this is seen as rambling. I make sense to me and I think that is all that matters.
I trip and run into things a lot. Hence I'm often bruised.
I will love you with all of my might, but smother you with it too.
I guess I can just say I'm neurotic and completely imperfect, with black thumbs, bad habits and a weight issue... that would have summed it up better.