Me: Mom let's buy a house next to Harry Styles..
Mom: why?
Me: glad you asked, I have a whole plan. Okay, If I live by him, I don't have to act like a crazy insane fan, cause I'll see him all the time. And one day, when he's outside I'll be 'casually walking' and trip, fall and bust my head open. He'll come running to ask if I'm okay, that's when I use my acting skills, and I tell him, "no I think I need an ambulance", then he calls them, and that'll make us friends instantly. Then he'll introduce me to the rest of the boys and I'll ask them if they want to go on vacation in Madagascar, where it's coincidentally legal to marry 5 boys..then BOOM. My life is made, I could finally live in peace.
Mom: I didn't raise you like this you know?