different

My hair is messy 90% of the time.

I tend to struggle with being on time to places.

I like to goof around.

Sometimes I speak before I think.

I don’t get stressed out very easily.

I don’t dress very fashionably.

I wear sweatpants more often than not.

Sometimes I unintentionally forget important things.

I fear a lot of things, particularly the future.

I'm people-oriented; not task-oriented at all.

Sometimes I speak in accents.

I wear whatever I want.

I like to paint trees anywhere and everywhere…like on walls.

I love my family more than anything in the world.

I get attached to animals dreadfully quick.

I like taking pictures

I like to pick flowers, even if they’re in a place where I’m not supposed to pick them.

I like to sleep with sand in my bed.

I like playing with kids, on occasion I act like one.

I have a fascination for “good cameras”.

I pick the nail polish off of my fingers rather than use remover.

I lose things easily.

I break things more often than I lose things.

I like doing things that give me a rush.

I’m shy around people I don’t know.

I’m wild and honest with people I’m comfortable with.

When I get hurt, I shut down on the inside.

I don’t like wearing shoes in the summer.

Sometimes I think in Spanish.

Sometimes I cry and get emotional for reasons I don’t even know.

I often leave messes.

Some say I dress like a hippie.

I have a best friend named Kelsey that brings out the best in me.

I’m stubborn at times, and think I’m right most of the time.

I’m convinced that I need daily naps to survive.

It’s hard for me to admit when I’m wrong- but I try my best to fight my flesh and show humility.

I’ve been made known over and over again of my desperation and dependence on the Lord.

I’m in love with a 22 year old guy named Jeff Bodtke who has big beautiful eyes, a contagious laugh, facial hair, and who is borderline opposite of me in many ways.

I can be difficult, stubborn, hard to deal with, overwhelming, and energetic.

I don’t mean to make life harder for anyone, but inevitably I do.

I send follow up emails.

I like texting.

I feel like I need to explain myself even if the person already understands.

This is me. The only Jodi Lyn Grandholm there is out there.