I believe in the father, the son and the holy spirit, and in fate, and in magic.

I can cook but I don't.

I do whatever it takes to make the people I love happy.

I eat chocolate, avacados, eggs, cheese, chicken, cucumbers, salad, ranch dressing, pepper, seafood, Coldstone ice cream, hamburgers, tuna.

I feel tired, happy and silly.

I get it.

I have the best friends and family in the world.

I idolize my daddy, the best teacher/coach I've ever known.

I just can't live without music.

I kill spiders, but not cockroaches.

I love quickly and with all my heart, but I don't trust easily.

I mean what I say, but I don't always say what I mean.

I never completely got over my first broken heart.

I often listen to the same song over and over again.

I play Mortal Kombat and Simpsons Road Rage on my X-Box.

I quote The Simpsons constantly. (Oh boy, sleep! That's where I'm a viking!)

I remember pointless things that don't do anyone any good to know.

I sleep as late as I possibly can every day.

I teach kids math, and hopefully one or two of them will also learn how to be a better person.

I understand much more about boys than I want to.

I vote.

I want the moon and the stars.

I eXpect nothing and that's usually what I get.

I yawn even when I'm not tired.

I zoom down the road much faster than I should.