I Don't Like Picking Favorites- Georgia Paraskos

If you ever see me in the future when I am beautiful and wealthy and successful and have a full head of shiny hair and you think "Wow I really should have married her she is the most perfect person ever" then you should probably leave because it is not going to happen. I am just too successful to be associated with someone who illustrates for books like Grendel for a living. But if you only wanted to have a totally awesome conversation with me then something you could do is ask me what my favorite color is. I'm joking that's a TERRIBLE idea. If you do that I will [insert joke here I'm too tired for this].

When I was in kindergarten I cried because my teacher asked me what my favorite color was and I didn't know the right answer. (Thank you, Mrs. Greenwell). If you asked me the same question today I would probably have the same exact reaction. This is because I don't know my favorite color. I tell people that I don't have a favorite color because it's unfair to the other colors that I like, and for the most part that is true. It really depends on what I am picking that color for because I could prefer any color in any situation. Colors are unique and crazy and quirky and zany and (cringe) I just can't pick one that I like above the others! How could anyone look at a color and be sure it's the one??

Also music. I do NOT have a favorite song or artist. I like songs for different reasons and I can't say I like one more than another because I vibe with them so differently I can't even compare them. According to Spotify my #1 listened to genre is meme rap (don't make fun of me I can do it myself) so I GUESS that could be my favorite but I don't want to be saturated with meme rap forever it do be a little cringe.

I do have a favorite artist though. He is named Keith Haring and I like his little people. I don't know why I am able to throw out all my principles for this one. I figured if I were offered a college admission by naming a favorite of mine I should cowboy up and pick something instead of laying there to bleed.
"Dancing" by Keith Haring
I most identify with the green one I think.

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