The annoying part is that I don't know anything about Derek Jeter, so I feel compelled to read about him so that I can understand how Wuntch may have embarrassed herself, should they ever tell us.

All I want to know is what happened with Derek Jeter.

Not wedding stuff, but I tried on one of my mum's old blazers when I was 12 and I was all

No one explained the 'immersion' part of French Immersion to 6-year-old me, so I didn't go back the next day.

This was written before Michael Brown was killed, but it is so goddamn perfect.

I had a massive crush on someone until they made fun of me for liking cartoons. Like, he seriously looked down on me for it.

I thought the wings made her a pegasus.

Yes. And Heaven Can Wait? I still slide into rooms saying "Tigertigertigertigertiger Woods y'all!" to this day.

I though robots weren't supposed to have feelings. Besides, I've heard the melanin-enhanced referred to as animals more than anything else

Blame Nickelodeon; apparently they made her dye her hair red so often that is got really damaged.

Everything I read about juggling says to start with two, then go to three when you're comfortable.

yesssssss

Car garages, especially right after it rains.

I have been wanting a Project Runway Japan for ages.

Life is so unfair.

Wait, you mean I've been living my life NOT as a victim of rape, when I could have been a victim of rape?

She left him in Germany

They sell the plain ones in Australia, and I am still kicking myself that I didn't bring more back with me. I have dreams about those chips. Salty, mouth-watering dreams.

Those children aren't bootstrapping hard enough.

I feel like some Emmy voters will be finding mangled Barbie dolls in their mailboxes soon...