Shayna Nyome comes from a huge, loud, insanely close family, loves her small, friendly country town and has a problem with analyzing everything. Her teacher suggested a blog. :)
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Friday, November 16, 2012
My Sense of Dork
I promise to always change the channel
When the Triple A commercial comes on.
I promise I'll still sing in the shower
And never get the exact words to a song.
I promise to always love breakfast
Even when I sleep in and skip it again.
I promise to break New Year's Resolutions
And never have a good-looking fake tan.
But mostly,
I promise,
To never lose
My Sense of Dork.
I promise to never be afraid
To eat food in front of the guys.
I promise my room will get dirty again
And I'll stick to my guns on what's right.
I promise to never date a guy
Who looks in the mirror more than myself.
I promise if you ask how many cookies I had,
I'll say three when I really had twelve.
But mostly,
I promise,
To never lose
My Sense of Dork.
I promise I don't lose my chapsticks
They get up and spitefully walk away.
I promise to always laugh loudly
And it's in my most thankful times that I pray.
I promise to always love makeup
And that childhood clubhouse will have a spot in my heart.
I promise my firstborn to Rumplestiltskin
And if you go to that one club, they will card.
But mostly,
I promise,
To never lose
My Sense of Dork.
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