sometimes...

I watch guilty pleasures like Taylor Swift music videos. And I actually just checked my phone in my pocket so it didn't accidentally call someone who would hear what I was listening too. guilty. 

I'm glad it's cold outside because it is easier to look good in layers. and because it is an excuse for cuddling.

I wish I could just pay someone good money to follow me around with a boombox to 1. soundtrack my life and 2. be ready for spontaneous dance parties.

I love discovering unexpected movie gems like there's an indie film called Expiration Date that I just adore, I bought it at a screening at BYU, who knows what end it came to.

I feel like a 5 year-old when I wake up...pretty much until I go back to bed. because there's no where i'd rather be than disneyland or jumping around in the grass barefoot. when I'm in college and I am threatened to be put in time-out. when i still get excited about having fruit snacks in the house. or when (2 hours ago) I bought goldfish crackers because it was the one thing I was craving. when I  would rather eat chicken nuggets than a steak. when my mom is concerned about letting me dress myself. when watching jurassic park still scares me. so, not sometimes. always on this one.

I feel like it's one of the world's great injustices when someone eats your leftovers without permission.

I write a blog post and realize that there's a small chance I am not as clever as I think I am.

I feel inspired to be a better person whenever I am around my mom.