laughter

Laughter is wonderful.

It clears the cloudy skies.

It passes over the stresses.

It relieves your spirit.

Have you ever realized how grape flavored candies taste nothing like actual grapes?

Sometimes I weigh myself before and after I go to the bathroom. My excretions weigh a lot.

To get out of doing homework, I will voluntarily sit on my couch for hours while I watch TV and play on the internet. I'm addicted.

When I go #1, I count how many seconds it lasts.

When I am bored or anxious, I have a very specific rhythm I repeat with my right hand. It comes from the years I played piano.

On my drive back from the Seminary, I speed up so when I hit the small hills I feel like I'm on a roller coaster.

During the summer, I look for frogs to play with.

When I was little, I picked my nose and ate my boogers. I'm certain everyone did this, but not many people admit to it. I also ate paste.

I buy candles that smell like men's cologne. I'm currently on the hunt for one that smells like Burberry Brit.

It's very rare that I sit in silence. I always have music on or the tv. In my car, I crank my volume dial up to halfway or further. I'm not deaf or hard of hearing; I just like it loud.

I will always find a new project idea when I'm in Hobby Lobby. My ability to complete it is a different story.

I haven't gone fishing in a long time and have the biggest craving to go. I have my own tackle box with my name on it. However, I don't eat fish.

At home in my bedroom closet, I have a gold gift bag that is stuffed with old handwritten notes friends had given me in high school. The ones I have the most of are from Marcy.

When I was in Junior High, I wrote poems. At least at the time I thought they were poems. Last time I read them, I embarrassed myself at how ridiculous they were. I once entered one of them into a state-wide contest (Extravaganza) and won 3rd place....out of 3.

Most of my conversations with my brother consists of reminiscing about our childhood.

I can burp like a man. Also, I can burp my abc's.

For the longest time, I was afraid of the dark. To this day, when I go home and sleep in my old room, I'll turn off the lights and quickly run to my bed or even get a running start and jump to it so as to avoid anything that might get my feet.

Happy Laughing.