- That time I spent like $100 on makeup at Sephora and MAC AND signed up for Birchbox all in one week.
- That time I made everyone dress up fancy for no particular reason.
- That time I met my teenage heartthrob and directly melted into a pile of moist goo. MOIST.
- That time I ate only fro-yo for lunch. Both times. Okay all 12 times.
- That time I saw a spider and jumped so fast I left my skin in a neat pile on the floor below me.
- That period of time in middle school when I asked my mom to buy me TWO copies of every Tiger Beat, BB, and Bop magazine that had one of my many celebrity crushes so that I could cut one up and still have one intact. For the stories.
- Each time I made you carry me home on your back like a possum mom because I didn’t wear appropriate shoes.
- That other period of time in middle/high school when, if my life had been a movie it would not have passed the Bechdel Test.
- Every time I bought a TaYlOr SwIfT ALBUM YEAHHHH!! Jk that never happened.
Like, never, ever ever.
- That time I tried to bribe myself into taking swim lessons by saying I could buy some cute and sporty swim outfits.
- That time I slapped my best friend in the face as hard as I could to reassert my dominance in the group.
- That time I finished an entire bottle of wine and jar of Nutella in one night.
- That time I murdered 18 people ahead of me in line for brunch because ITS MY FAVE!!! MIMOSAS!!! YAYYY!!!
- That 4th time I tried whiskey and was still like, “No thank you please!”
- Every time I’ve ordered something that ended in “-tini” but didn’t start with “mar-.”
- That time I tried to make you go with me to a pumpkin patch way the hell down in Half Moon Bay BECAUSE FAAAAAALLLLLL!!!!!!! But then we skipped it and went to a haunted cliff-top restaurant and two breweries instead. So not really that time I guess.
- Every single time I’ve sent an email regarding some bitch’s bachelorette party.
- That time I LITERALLY could not even.
AREN’T WE GIRLS JUST THE WORST? YAYYYYY!!!!
In middle school, I was the WORST (along with my sister) when we insisted that our parents purchase TWO copies of the Titanic soundtrack CD because we could NOT share even though there was really only ONE song with which we were each obsessed.
Also, I am #14, whiskey no thanks. And I eat fro-yo for lunch because it’s wayyyyy healthier than a cheeseburger, right?
Yeah, I’m the worst kind of girl pretty much every day.
Five stars for horribleness. Well done!!