Meanwhile, in Lulu-Land...
I am Princess Lulu.
But, you cannot call me that...
or else you get karate-chopped!
19 at <3, flip, currently living in MO, USA
and serving the country.
I suffer from motion-sickness.
I will eat anything with cheese.
I can do the cha-cha.
I like the word "pineapple".
I dream awake.
I crave sweet iced green tea.
I trip on flat surfaces.
I effortlessly make goofy faces.
I don't cuss.
I listen to techno music.
I dislike earthworms.
I change topic in mid-sentence.
I like playing hide and seek.
I am a closet emo.
I am seriously very ticklish.
I think cats & monkeys are cute.
I clench my teeth involuntarily.
I can survive on only ramen.
I text in awkward situations.
I clean when I need to study.
I like fluffy.
I have good mnemonic skills.
I dance while I brush my teeth.
I sleep with my mouth open.
I hate snow.
I can be very indecisive.
I wear spandex.
I collect pig stuff toys.
I could not make myself burp.
I worry about everything.
I usually score 99% at karaoke.
I can now see the big E.
I prefer to use the stairs.
I don't mind being called a dork.
I like purple.
I am secretly a ninja.
I love Fabian Cortez.
I transform into a pogo stick... sometimes.
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Rhian got that super bass. Boom, badoom, boom boom, badoom, boom bass. Yeah! that’s that super bass :)
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fabian made me realize something about myself tonight. i’ve always thought of myself as a simple girl. little things use to make me happy. everything will be all right as long as i remain optimistic and smiling. i don’t know when i changed but apparently i am not that person anymore. i never thought i would see the day that my smile would be so fake.
i’ve been working hard my whole life. how else could i have survived? if i relax for a little bit something goes wrong. i have to be on my toes all the time. i couldn’t really enjoy the little things. and now it caught up with me. no matter how much i try, i can’t enjoy the little things anymore. i am always worried about little details. i have to figure out my next move. i need to have control. i’m so afraid of failing. i don’t think i will be happy if i don’t get what i think i should have. but who said those are the things i should have?
i have a stable job. i have the love of my life. my family is healthy. i should be thankful. but i want more. i want a better job. i want a good provider. i want to spoil my family. it’s frustrating me that i cannot do or have these things. so i want to work harder. it doesn’t sound bad right? so why does it feel so wrong?
i want to go back to being that simple girl. i want to be content with what i have. but i feel like it’s too late for me.
