ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF
Behind my Super Mediocre persona lies a mere mortal writer. I give YA F’s (keep it PG guys) Fiction, Fantasy & Funny!
noun, au·thor | \ ˈȯ-thər
I’m a sunshine mixed with a little hurricane.
I’d beat you in a game of air hockey.
I’ll never grow up.
Pizza- it’s always been you. In a hundred lifetimes, in every version of reality. I Choose you!
I'D RATHER BE
when Juventus plays/wins (when their beautiful faces grace across my eyes- my heart flutters) & Yeah Futbol too!
Quite horridly, but that doesn’t stop me.
HERO TO SOME, VILLIAN TO OTHERS
Either way, I’m packing some super mediocre seemingly insurmountable powers.
Pronounced “skills” or “5k1LLz”
Disclaimer: said skills it seems, does not pay the bills
I silently sing the alphabet song, in my head everytime I have to alphabetized something.
When I said I parked 8 blocks away to get my steps in, what I meant was I can’t park for shit.
I can only tie my shoes using the bunny ear method.
Just put your lips together and blow, they said. I think I perfected the dog whistle instead.
Ironed the shirt for 20 minutes, still looks like a crumpled mess.
Must hold both hands in the shape of an “L” to decipher left and right.
Waggish, efficacious, indefatigable, demiurgic, convivial. Reader of (the) Thesaurus
People marvel at me, wondering how I made it this far in life.
Analogue from birth, digital by design.
Curses in 5 languages
Fluent in 1337 5p34k :”1t’s r(_)d1m3nt4ry my d34r w4ts0n”
CPR certified, trained in using that breathing and heart shock thing: I’m cute enough to take your breath away, smart enough to bring it back.
A.K.A the absence of skill
Ex: If it wasn’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all.
Where opinions take up residence. Emboldened & indisputably true
Justin, I did my part in bringing sexy back
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is a really long word. Plot twist its also the fear of really long words.
I can draw a crooked line with a ruler.
Humanity, it means your faith is so strong you look both ways before crossing a one way street.
I’m probably going to make up some testimonials.
I am proud of myself when my $92 DIY comes out semi-resembling the $17 original version, that was not worth buying.
Gratefulness is humbling. Thankful I don’t have to hunt for my food. Where does pizza live?
Tripping over nothing and choking on air- are real things
I want to hulk out when the computer asks me if I’m a robot? No you technological piece of garbage, you ARE the robot.
Michelle Picariello © 2020 Site by Rebel Souls