Crying at the end of Toy Story 3, and hoping no one sees me.
Sobbing uncontrollably, and loudly while finishing The Book Thief, and hoping no one hears me.
Buying tampons in front of people I know. That's why I've been so emotional lately!
Delivering some boxes for work and hearing two people say, "Your're so small to be hauling around all those boxes!" Not sure what to say to that.
The dude who has parts to deliver to the auto shop next to my office. They weren't open yet. They don't have set office hours and kind of open whenever they feel like. When I told dude this and told him it could be an hour yet, he says "ok, well, I guess I'll just wait around." He proceeds to stand there in my office... waiting around. Naw, dude, you are not waiting in my office for an hour. So I go back to my work and ignore him. He leaves.
I'm well into the stack of books I received for Christmas. And they're awesome.
Three day weekends. Two weekends in a row.
Not going out on New Year's Eve. Instead, spending the time at my best friend's house playing bingo with her loud and crazy family.
Giving myself a mental pat-on-the-back after every time I remember to write "2012" instead of "2011". Go me!
My mom and I walking laps around the school, then jogging every time we went through the gym where all of the guys were playing basketball. All of those guys now think that we're really joggers and are impressed with how in-shape we are.
Eating left-over Christmas cookies guilt free after "jogging".
The Book Thief. This was the saddest and most amazing book I've read in a long time. Maybe ever. It has henceforth set the bar for every other book I will ever read. Ever.