My very very very most totally favorite Christmas movie. Ever.
Oh, lord, it’s like watching myself. I was so this kid.
Nope. Not true. I’m still this person.
I blame team-building exercises like this for my weird brand of introvertism (my computer tells me that’s not a word, but what does it know?). I learned early on in my summer camp experiences that it was best to fake stomach cramps and disappear in the bathroom for an hour during team-building exercise time. To stick around meant I would (not I could, not I might, it was definite) make an idiot out of myself.
Listen to me, girl-child: Team-building exercises are a trap. A trap, I say!