Don't get lost in heaven.
Kiara, 18, Melbourne.
We're drawing up a plan for world domination.
The key element?
Coffee makers that think.
Sos and I saw that book cover after our first Veronica Mars marathon and it was all we could see.
I hated being “Kristen Anne” growing up. And when I was about four I decided I really wanted to be called “Smurfette.” And so I told my whole family, “I will now be known as Smurfette. I’m not gonna answer to anything else.” And I was obsessed with the Smurfs. And so for a while, I didn’t answer to anything but Smurfette; and I started getting in trouble because you have to come when your parents call you. And they said, “We can’t do that. We cannot call you Smurfette.” And so then I said, “Okay. Call me Matthew.” That was my second choice. I really wanted to be called Matthew, because I had a cousin born Matthew, and I named all my dolls boys’ names. But then, finally my parents said, “We’re not going to call you Matthew.” So I switched to Annie, because the movie was popular, and it was a fun nickname. And I was called Annie until I was sixteen. So, a lot of my friends and family still call me Annie. And then, when I switched school districts when I was sixteen and they called roll call and they said, “Kris” and I didn’t raise my hand (‘cause I wasn’t as familiar). And then, when I realized it was me, obviously with the “Bell,” I didn’t choose to tell them my nickname was Annie. And so half my friends and family call me Annie, and half call me Kristen. You guys can still call me Smurfette if you want to.
