fun facts about myself for your entertainment:
i am the worst (worst worst worst) at responding to text messages. i think we all can agree. ha. it's bad.
when the offer's up for someone to be the car dj and choose the music, it's really really hard for me to be submissive and let someone else do it. haha. especially when everyone else is not saying anything/are indifferent. sometimes i need to sit on my hands and think, "alexi, someone else can do it. you don't need to. give someone else the chance."
i always say good morning to my dog. ha! i know it sounds weird, but i just really think it's important to pay attention to her and spend a little time petting her and saying "good morning!" super loud and excitedly when i wake up. say what you will but my dog is so happy to see me every morning now! that one i probably could have kept to myself... oh well.
speaking of things i could keep to myself, multiple times every day i think "why are you saying that, alexi? you didn't need to share that random thing." (see my snapchat videos** haha!) literally story of my life.
i use my sister's hairbrush and toothpaste and sometimes lipstick without asking. i think she's annoyed by it sometimes but i still do it. whoops.
wearing/borrowing other people's clothes is like a love language to me. it sounds so weird, but even like a hair binder or sweatshirt or shoes mean so much to me to wear if it's my friend's or sister's. and i'll proudly say "it's so-and-so's" or "it's my sister's" if anyone ever asks where it's from.
few things make my heart come alive as much as experiencing other cultures/learning from people from other cultures about their cultures. i went to an african deli in the middle of brooklyn park the other day and was the only white person in sight and i didn't recognize anything on the menu and it was kind of hard to understand the man through his accent and it made me SO happy.
when i'm crabby, i get so upset and frustrated at myself for being crabby that i get more crabby.
i know it's corny, but i LOVE valentine's day. plenty of snarky people who think it's a hallmark holiday and an obligation have tried to persuade me otherwise, but it hasn't worked. i love it and i don't care.
i have a really hard time responding to compliments/general encouragements. i struggle with not knowing what words can convey how much it means, so sometimes i don't even try and it looks rude, probably. i'm so sorry if i've ever done that to you.
i never know how to respond to "how are you?" and am trying to break the habit of replying with "good!" because we all know that doesn't really tell anything.
i am, at the core, a people pleaser and i'm really working on not being that.
& here's an abrupt ending because that's all i could think of.
i am the worst (worst worst worst) at responding to text messages. i think we all can agree. ha. it's bad.
when the offer's up for someone to be the car dj and choose the music, it's really really hard for me to be submissive and let someone else do it. haha. especially when everyone else is not saying anything/are indifferent. sometimes i need to sit on my hands and think, "alexi, someone else can do it. you don't need to. give someone else the chance."
i always say good morning to my dog. ha! i know it sounds weird, but i just really think it's important to pay attention to her and spend a little time petting her and saying "good morning!" super loud and excitedly when i wake up. say what you will but my dog is so happy to see me every morning now! that one i probably could have kept to myself... oh well.
speaking of things i could keep to myself, multiple times every day i think "why are you saying that, alexi? you didn't need to share that random thing." (see my snapchat videos** haha!) literally story of my life.
i use my sister's hairbrush and toothpaste and sometimes lipstick without asking. i think she's annoyed by it sometimes but i still do it. whoops.
wearing/borrowing other people's clothes is like a love language to me. it sounds so weird, but even like a hair binder or sweatshirt or shoes mean so much to me to wear if it's my friend's or sister's. and i'll proudly say "it's so-and-so's" or "it's my sister's" if anyone ever asks where it's from.
few things make my heart come alive as much as experiencing other cultures/learning from people from other cultures about their cultures. i went to an african deli in the middle of brooklyn park the other day and was the only white person in sight and i didn't recognize anything on the menu and it was kind of hard to understand the man through his accent and it made me SO happy.
when i'm crabby, i get so upset and frustrated at myself for being crabby that i get more crabby.
i know it's corny, but i LOVE valentine's day. plenty of snarky people who think it's a hallmark holiday and an obligation have tried to persuade me otherwise, but it hasn't worked. i love it and i don't care.
i have a really hard time responding to compliments/general encouragements. i struggle with not knowing what words can convey how much it means, so sometimes i don't even try and it looks rude, probably. i'm so sorry if i've ever done that to you.
i never know how to respond to "how are you?" and am trying to break the habit of replying with "good!" because we all know that doesn't really tell anything.
i am, at the core, a people pleaser and i'm really working on not being that.
& here's an abrupt ending because that's all i could think of.
