UP/DOWN

The color orange
The smell of charcoal and wood burning.
Paint markers.
BBM convos with R.
Weekends in the city.
Sudoku puzzles.
A full tank of gas.
The fact that CONOR OBERST is coming out with a new album in May.
My niece.
My bed.
Vacations.
The people Ive met in school.
My sister in laws mispronunciation of names and words.
My loved ones duh.
Red nail polish.
Fiber one cereal, yeah its that bad.
Finishing a big project.
Office supplies.
Hugs and kisses.
Hearts.
Emoticons.
Rose scented candles.
Boxed goods that come in the mail bearing my name.
Midgets.
Cotton candy.
The smell of soap.
11x17 laser printer paper.
Smiles.
Holding hands.
Record players.
Singing.
Music.
Baking, cooking and seeing the faces of those who enjoy my finished products.
Being called by my full first name.
Neat handwriting.
People who make me laugh.
Broken meters.



People who are CHEAP.
Parking tickets.
Yellow/red lights.
Sean Paul.
People who lie.
Expensive parking lots.
Judging.
Empty tissue boxes.
Cilantro.
Coffee.
Broken pencils.
Being late.
Bills.
Car trouble.
Socks with holes in them.
Waking up early.
Dirty mirrors.
Clothes at the dry cleaners.
Packing.
UNPACKING.
The word SOLD OUT.
Selfish people.
Rude waiters.
Dead batteries.
Mosquito bites.
Gossiping.
Blood suckers.
Pain in the asses.
Bad drivers.
Long lines.

Yep. Thats all for now.