Hi, name is Tiffany and I make myself sleep deprived.
I hate having a blog for one reason, one stupid statement. That would be a good blog. I have this happen several times a day, but lots of times I think it might be silly because it usually has to do with boys... that I'm not interested in, and how utterly crazy and hyper I can be sometimes.
For starters. I went on a date last night with a guy from Eager. Who would have ever thought. I had a great time. I always do. He isn't a returned missionary, but has his own house he built himself... Weird. Bad thing about being on the taller end of average height for women is that there are a lot of guys on the short side of average height of men. Is it a bad thing that one of me requirements for a future husband is that I have to be able to still wear hills... Maybe I should get over it.
I have decided I'm possibly too loud, and slightly on the annoying side. But I'm ok with that. Today at dinner I once again showed Grandpa Sank that I'm not a shy, quiet, proper girl I think he thinks I am. I have a tendency to burst into song or dance on occasion this with out a doubt surprises him. Today I was a kleptomaniac. Who would have thought stealing the kabob of a shish was so much fun. I couldn't help myself. If you want me to stop... don't laugh, laughter only encourages my wild behavior.
I think the spontaneous side of me from years ago is finally finding a leak in my hard conservative shell.. This makes my heart happy
ps.... I had a stellar time with my girls this weekend. There will be an awesome adventurous post... probably tomorrow :)
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