Plethora

I think... I'm the corniest person I know. The weirdest things make me happy and I define the weirdest things as touching or cute. Really, strawberry plants and tic-tacs. And who makes scrapbooks anymore? Also this concerned potato that keeps calling me to make sure I eat. Geez. Too cute. You know what else is cute? I realize that most of my lab people have pretty good memory--and they seem to notice/remember these minor things that other people don't i.e. cutting my bangs, new ring, or some random detail that I may have said in passing. Like I said, I like it when people pay attention to these little things. Does that mean that I tend to favor people with good memory and thus, to win my heart you need to have an excellent cerebellum/hippocampus? I guess that's not very fair, haha. But the way I see it is if you think something is important or if it stands out to you then you'll remember it no matter how minor it may seem. And that's why when someone remembers that I like orange tic-tacs and they randomly bring me a pack I get really happy because I don't even remember telling them that I like them--also why would you remember that? So cute. Does that make me a lame person? Yeah, pretty much, but hey... I know people that are more ridiculous than I am. There's this one girl that refuses to talk to anyone with a GPA that's lower than 3.5. -_- I can understand not talking to anyone pursuing a B.A. (exception of business/econ/english) since the vast majority of them are strange people (I'M KIDDING. Don't attack me. Sorry, it's too much science major pride.), but a GPA requirement is a bit ridiculous.

J: "What? Why don't you like her?"

T: "She's pretty, but she has the fashion sense of a rock..."

LOL. Hopefully no one says this behind my back.