and sometimes, sometimes...

i'm heavy handed, to say the least. my mother thinks i'll be an awful clutcher 'cause i spill things from stiring them too quickly. i'm far too loud. it's like, as soon as i've got an opinion, it just has to come out. i laugh at stupid things just 'cause they tickle me. and sometimes, sometimes, i so wish i was more lady like.

but i do love my jeans.