My brothers kid is one of those babies that can’t stay still for literally five seconds. He always needs to be doing something or else he’s a terrifying furious little gorilla. My brother and his wife have decorated their house with neat little child-safe contraptions and puzzles literally everywhere. Their house looks like something straight out of a Dr Seuss books and their kid (along with a surprising amount of fidgety people) absolutely loves it!

My brothers kid is one of those babies that can’t stay still for literally five seconds. He always needs to be doing something or else he’s a terrifying furious little gorilla. My brother and his wife have decorated their house with neat little child-safe contraptions and puzzles literally everywhere. Their house looks like something straight out of a Dr Seuss books and their kid (along with a surprising amount of fidgety people) absolutely loves it!

I went on a date with this guy I’d met on Tinder who’d seemed pretty nice. We lived decently close to each other so we decided to meet up at this park that was a short distance away from both our houses. When we met up, I saw he had this really big backpack but I didn’t really ask about it until a towards the end of our date. He told me it was a secret but that he’d show me anyway. We hid behind this really big tree and he opened the bag to reveal what seemed like hundreds of really creepy monkey stuffed animals! Needless to say I was horrified, especially when he proceeded to say, “they all sleep in my bed. Every night. Just like you can.” What’s even worse is that sometimes I’ll still see him st the park with that giant backpack!

I always thought that the lyrics “get a long list of ex-lovers” in Taylor Swift’s Blank Space was “tell all the Starbucks lovers” and I’m not even sure why.

If your future self went into the past and killed your past self, it would create a paradox. This one had me thinking for ages and I could never figure out what would happen. The only way we’ll find out is if we invent time travel, until then it’s a brain teasing paradox.

When I was in fifth grade I got my ears pierced and I loved them so much. But it turns out I was allergic to a certain type of gold and I had to get them out. However young, foolish me had a certain pair of earrings I just loved SO much so after my parents threw all the other pairs out with the gold I was allergic to I secretly hid my favorites and wore them whenever my parents weren’t around. It hurt but I thought it was worth it. After less than a week of doing this and wearing a lot of hats to try and hide my swollen ears my parents found out and rushed me to the hospital because my ears were in such a horrible condition. I had let it get really bad, they were extremely infected and any longer of wearing those earrings I would have had permanent damage. I was really lucky not to have any permanent damage from the almost-week I did wear them. Needless to say I hardly ever wearing earrings these days.

When I was 8 we lived in this house in Texas for a year. It started off as little things, like there would be rogue creaks through the house or random doors shutting. But after the first two months things started to get really weird. We’d hear little voices or giggles at night or feel breathing on the backs of our necks when no one was there but our house was old and it was on a moor so we always thought it was just the wind. We were all kind of walking on eggshells about the subject because nobody wanted to admit there might actually be ghosts in the house. But the final straw was when my mom woke up in the middle of the night after hearing the voices again and saw my little brother (who was six months old at the time) standing straight up in his crib staring at her. The part that made us leave was that she swore his feet hovered three inches off the floor of the crib. When asked about it now she says that she was probably seeing things but we all believe in ghosts now. That was one of the worst years of my life.

Ben Affleck and Matt Damon put a gay sex scene in the original Good Will Hunting script, just to see who’d actually read it. Harvey Weinstein noticed the out-of-place scene, and was thus hired.

There’s this ship that I fangirl over 24/7 and I make my friends watch it and make them fangirl with me. I videoed one friend as she watched a really cute scene and used to send another friend a Sherlolly (that’s my ship deal) gif a day- for literally months. Commitment.

I was at this bluegrass festival, a low key kinda local festival, and things got violent over some political shit. Sort of luckily/unluckily everyone was drunk and couldn’t see their own hand in front of their face so as I dragged my drunk friends home I saw some guy mercilessly beating up a shrub and screeching absolute nonsense. I didn’t take a picture because my sober self was to in a rush to get away from the danger but it was pretty fun.

My dog died when I was 12 every two or three months I had this reaccuring dream that I was home alone and somebody broke in but my dog was there and chased the robber away. When ever I explained this dream to somebody they’d tell me I was just mourning my dog or something but I had that dream for two years. One day my parents were at one of my brothers’ baseball tournaments and I was home alone. I kept having this overwhelming feeling that my dog was there. I kept looking over my shoulder or reaching down to pet her and would find myself looking for her but then realizing she wasn’t there. This really really creeped me out and then I remembered the dream. Just in case I locked every door, put a chair or something heavy behind the door, turned the TV up really loudly and flicked on every light in the house, just because the feeling was so overwhelming. I shit you not I watched from an upstairs window as some guy came up to my porch, repeatedly rang the door bell, juggled the handle when nobody answered, and tried to force the door open. The whole time I felt like my dog was there. I called the police and my parents but never explained to anyone about my dog just because I don’t think they’d ever believe me. Sometimes I just feel like I owe my life to my dead dog. Thank you Resa, RIP.

100 acres of pizza are served in the US every day :o

After the plane crash on Greys Anatomy, things just started to spiral out of control. Like, it got really crazy. I had been pretty committed but then Mark and Lexie died and Callie and Arizona broke up and then got back together and then divorced and then they bought the hospital… it was just too many story lines for me to keep up with. It was like everybody had a problem and you miss one episode you’ll be confused as hell. I quit because I knew that Derek was going to die and that looming pressure to watching show but still know this information was too much to handle. Slow your role down Miss Rhimes!

You guys the original Scooby Doo. My brother and I bonded so much over that show. They keep making these remakes but they’re never as good as the good ol’, cookie-cutter originals with Scooby and the gang!

Oh my god Colin Creevey’s death in Harry Potter! Quite frankly I didn’t know he had died in the Battle of Hogwarts until recently but when I learned this I swear I had a breakdown. It was completely unnecessary for such an innocent soul like him who just wanted an autograph and some pictures. I had accepted all of the other deaths but this one just straight up makes me pissed!

The entire Callie/Arizona relationship after the plane crash. It was crazy how fast everything managed to spiral out of control for them. I had shipped them so much but after the crash really just the entire show became extremely painful to watch, especially their relationship.