Not just a purdy face.

1. I own more t-shirts than any little league team in the country. Which doesn't sound like such a bad thing considering I only wear t-shirts and shorts/yoga pants to school every single day. But when the clock strikes 11:00 and I am scrambling to head to my favorite bar for a frosty adult beverage... and I walk into my beautifully organized, neat, tidy full closet and one side is COMPLETELY lined with t-shirts its a little discouraging.

Nothing says class like a t-shirt that says "Classy by day" on the front and "Nasty by night" on the back with a big Natural Light logo on it.

And thats just one shining example. I have a zillion cheerleading shirts, a wrestling shirt, too many A&M shirts and basically anything else your little 14 year old boy could ever want.

Fine for simplicity. Fine for school. Not fine when I'm trying to get all my drinks paid for.

2. Sometimes I have a uncanny ability to look like a lesbian. Let me stop here. I love gay people. Love 'em. I have about 10 gay friends, some gay family members, maybe a gay dog. guys and girls alike.

You can truly never have enough gay friends in your life. My gay boyfriends are fabulously talented people. One whom I am sure will be the most famous person on Broadway or anywhere else he takes his talent in the future. I love him. He completely gets me. We fight like sisters and even our moms are good friends. He is truly a part of my family.

Another has been a dear friend of mine for many years, and to this day has been the only person to cut these golden locks. He is the one that took me under his shining golden glittery wing and told me my sophomore year that having hair all one length, poorly groomed brows, and yellow teeth wasn't going to get me anywhere in my life. So just like Brittany Murphy on Clueless, he stripped me of my ugly qualities and turned me into a swan. Probably one of the rudest, most insulting people I have ever met, but he does it all out of love and his laugh will knock you on your butt.

-Side story, one time when we were younger I got dropped off over at his house really early in the morning for some reason, and my mom gave me a box of donuts to share. So I went in, tripped over stolen clothes, hair products, magazines, and crap and finally got to my sleeping beauty. He woke up for like 3 seconds, long enough to notice I had donuts, and proceeded to sit up in bed, EYES STILL CLOSED, and eat THE ENTIRE BOX OF DONUTS. And laid back down like nothing had ever happened. Jerk.

One more person to tell you about to prove I have my PHD in homosexuality, then I'll move on.. My best friend since middle school is a very low key girl. She was the one who would start getting ready with the rest of us girls, take a shower, get dressed then play Tony Hawk with a towel on her head until the rest of us were ready. We truly have nothing in common. She's a soccer player, I'm a cheerleader. She keeps me grounded and has a heart of gold though. We've been friends forever. BUT-she is also the one who called me late one night when I was in high school to tell me, "Hey Kell, I have been cheating on Justin." Which didn't seem like such a TERRIBLE thing because like.. whatever. But then she proceeded to tell me "But, you don't understand, I'm cheating on him with a girl."

So, me being the quick witted person I am, realized that it was April Fools day so I laughed at her, called her an idiot and that I KNEWWWW it was April 1st and hung up on her.

My phone rang a few seconds later and it was her.. "Okay... ughm.... look... this is just all poor timing... I didn't realize what today was.... but for real.... for real."

And then we both laughed together and I told her I wasn't really that surprised but that I loved her just the same, and we went on with our lives and haven't looked back. She's awesome. I love her.

BACK TO THE POINT- sometimes, I get completely dressed or whatever and walk out of my room, turn around and look into the mirror and I look like I am searching for lady parts. I don't know what it is about my body type or whatever, but sometimes I'm trying to go for a plain, simple look with some Vans or something, and I turn around and it just isn't working. Like I should put my wallet in my back pocket and get a chain to hook it on with. UGH.

3. I am obsessed with flossing my teeth. One of my healthier obsessions for sure. But my aunt told me one time the importance of flossing and drove the point home with a little comparison..

"Imagine throwing raw meat into the yard and leaving it there all day. The heat of the day gets up to about 98 degrees and then at the end of the day, you go back outside and eat it. That's what your doing when you don't floss your teeth at night. You are leaving food stuck between your teeth and its at a high temperature basically rotting."

Gross huh? Now that's all I can ever think about. Get to flossin' people. Make your dentist and mental state of mind better.

4. Have you ever seen The Princess and the Frog? It is a princess movie based out of New Orleans. It is hilarious. I have to watch it for school and write a paper about the racism behind it, but if you can just enjoy the movie for what is it, its so cute. Theres a lightening bug named Raymond with the thickest Cajun accent, and it talks a lot about Louisiana culture and Voodoo and fun things from New Orleans. I suggest it.
I miss New Orleans. My dad took me on a swamp air boat tour while we were there, and the man who was the captain of said flying saucer was the sexiest alligator wrestler I have ever laid eyes on. He would jump right out of the boat and man handle the 8 foot monster 2 foot baby like it was nothin'! I would have been his swamp boat princess any day.

5. I cannot correctly hook my bra. Ever. And it drives my mom nuts. I can get 2 out of 3 of the clasps done and that does the trick. Sometimes my arms grow, or maybe I have more patience that day and I get all 3, but on any ordinary day it's usually 2/3 of the way done. Now most people would say, why won't you just do it from the front and then spin it around and correctly put on your over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder?
Because that is admitting defeat. And I'm not 12 years old in a training bra. This shouldn't be an issue for me 10 years later. So, if I can't seeeee it, then it must not be an issue. :) Sorry mumzie.

6. I live with vampires. Well, that's not fair. One shows more vampire qualities than the other. She will sleep until 4 or 5 in the afternoon sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I love to sleep. But I also like sunshine, and eating, and peeing, and getting the sleep funk off my face, and brushing my teeth. Ah, roommates. Such interesting creatures. :)

7. I have been showering without a shower curtain for about 2 weeks now. The shower rod thing fell down and I think broke, or something because it would not go up again. I tried for roughly 30 minutes and gave up because I was starting to see stars, and I quit caring. So, showering sans-curtain it was. And the way my bathroom is set up, you can see yourself from all angles because I have mirrors that face every which way. So I took this opportunity to practice my dance moves in the shower and sing along like I am in a music video. Makes showering more entertaining. Granted, this is probably a frightening scene to everyone else, but I was left to my own devices. Yesterday, I nursed a rotten hangover all day, and about 7 hours into it I decided I needed to get at least ONE thing done, so I managed to get it back up and in working fashion. Mission accomplished.