kaylee, 24, washington state, hufflepuff.
my interests include pop punk and feminism.
"if you get the chance to win, take it."
things i like: fall out boy, the wonder years, motion city soundtrack, farewell fighter, from indian lakes, finish ticket, fireworks, how i met your mother, the office, parenthood, parks and recreation, arrested development, 10 things i hate about you, hook, oliver, big fish, the hunger games, harry potter, a long way down by nick hornby, john green, daisies, ladybugs, frozen yogurt, nail polish, and mosh pits.
I hope that in the future they invent a small golden light that follows you everywhere and when something is about to end, it shines brightly so you know it’s about to end.
And if you’re never going to see someone again, it’ll shine brightly and both of you can be polite and say, “It was nice to have you in my life while I did, good luck with everything that happens after now.”
And maybe if you’re never going to eat at the same restaurant again, it’ll shine and you can order everything off the menu you’ve never tried. Maybe, if someone’s about to buy your car, the light will shine and you can take it for one last spin. Maybe, if you’re with a group of friends who’ll never be together again, all your lights will shine at the same time and you’ll know, and then you can hold each other and whisper, “This was so good. Oh my God, this was so good.
I bet you can tell I’m a woman,” she said, “and I suspect the rest of the world can, too.”
She said she was all too aware that if she was selected, she would represent several hundred male athletes in the NBA; she would deal with league officials and agents who were nearly all men; she would negotiate with team owners who were almost all men; and she would stand before reporters who were predominantly men.
She did not flinch. “My past,” she told the room, “is littered with the bones of men who were foolish enough to think I was someone they could sleep on.