Okay, so life has turned into this crazy, dramatic, insane, busy mess of college-ness. So, since I've gotten a little sidetracked, I'm giving myself a reason to blog consistently. It's this 20-day challenge that I saw on my friend's blog (read it) that is brilliant. As is my motto as of late: Here goes nothing.
1. If you could wish for anything that would come true right now, what would it be?
2. What’s your favorite season, and why?
3. What is true love?
4. What is the best and worst jobs you have ever had?
5. What is your phobia/fear?
6. Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?
7. What is something you’re addicted to?
8. What do you like the most about yourself?
9. Are you a lover or a fighter?
10. What would you say your biggest fear is when it comes to relationships?
11. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would you change and why?
12. What are features you get complimented on a lot?
13. What is your favorite sport?
14. Write a letter to someone important in your life.
15. Whom do you admire the most?
16. What are 10 goals in your life?
17. What gives you sincere happiness?
18. What are the 10 most significant memories in your life?
19. When were the happiest days in your life?
20. If you died tomorrow, what’s one thing you’d regret not doing?
DAY ONE
1. If you could wish for anything that would come true right now, what would it be?
Honestly, I just want consistency in something. My grades, my dance ability/technique, friendships, relationships...hell, even my sleep schedule. Everything is in constant flux right now, and I would definitely say I'm more of a routine-oriented person.
I'm such a typical chick though; of course an attractive (ahem perfect) boy showing interest would prompt this answer. "It's complicated", and frankly, it sucks. I would go more into detail, but I feel like exploiting his life over the internet (to all of you people who don't read this anyway...) isn't in the least bit classy. Basically, it's another classic case of a man not knowing what he wants, and I'm somehow caught in the mix. So, consistency, please.
