one // I must blowdry my hair near an AC unit and/or an open window. No ifs, ands or buts about it. Normally, blowing one's hair dry takes ~10 minutes. It takes me 700 hours, and I'm not even over-exaggerating that much. It really takes that long when you have the equivalent of ten normal people's hair growing from your head. SO much hair. Someone called me Simba when they saw my yearbook picture from high school. And adult Simba with the crazy hair, not young cub Simba. Then I discovered straightening irons...but we're getting off subject, no?
two // My car will NEVER be clean. It just won't. It's like a dog that loves to go run outside and roll around in the mud right after it takes a bath. The car gets dirty inside and out by its own doing, I'm just merely an innocent bystander. Be a free spirit, you dirty thing you. That's what I tell it.
three // The opening of the pillowcase must always be facing out, away from the middle of the bed. No REM sleep for this girl if the pillowcase faces in, no siree. Why? I don't know. That's just what happens.
four // I discovered not that long ago that the mole on my face hasn't been there since I was born. It just decided to show up one day! Can you imagine if I was old enough to remember the moment it showed up like, "hey I'm here for the rest of your life, deal with it!"
five // When I was little, I used to stick those little tiny colored bubble gum pieces that came in that yellow bag up my nose. Chiclets, I think they were called. I don't think it was a regular thing I did, like a hobby I developed for fun. But I did it once, maybe twice. I'm so glad that we don't remember everything that happened to us when we were two years old, because there were tweezers, I think. I don't know. Ugh.