You think you know me...
You might see me in town, with my siblings, or one of my parents, and you might think, 'Hm. City girl.' But no, you would be judging the book by it's cover. Yes, I might paint my nails, Yes, I might wear makeup, Yes, I might wear cute clothes and try to look nice, Yes, I might seem like the quite girl, who likes to keep nice and clean, But no. That's only one side of me. I don't care if my nail polish is chipped, I don't make sure my eye shadow is the right way, or that it's the latest style, I don't care if my comfy jeans and t-shirt have wrinkles it them or get a little dirt on them. It'll wash out, I am not quiet. I am obnoxious, I can irritate people before you can say 'Super calli fradullistic expealidocious.' (That was really hard to spell off the top of my head) ;D I sing all the time, I wander around the house talking to myself, and in weird voices/accents, I tap and drum in random patterns for no reason, I can't keep ...