Sunday, December 13, 2009

Where's My Face Slapping Sword Fish???

I THOUGHT WE WERE BEING FRIENDS! I was doing fine. Honestly I was. But then I started reading into things. Which I shouldn't be... Because it's making me rage... Let me know if you would read into these things...

Son: one day you will make a woman very happy for a time. Then, she will leave you for another man ten or twenty times better than you. This man's name is...

I said you were short, not ugly. Look at it this way, your beauty is just more concentrated. Like tide. Same awesomeness, smaller package = short people.

Oh it gets better...
The how to series: <> Pass the boyfriend test
Things parents/older siblings look for in a boyfriend:
Looks count.

Manners.

Personal Hygiene.

Introduces himself?

Does he know how to proplerly use cutlery?

Does he wear a hat at the table?

Does he help clean after a dinner/ event without being asked?

Does he help even after you tell him he doesn't have to?

Can he reapir small things?

Good with small children?

Keeps his hands to himself?

Keeps up with conversation?

Fathers are "sirs", mothers "ma'ams"?

Doesn't use pet names?

Contributes where he can?

Knows when he can't contribute?

Tactful when he know's he is right?

Accepting when he is wrong?

Sticks up for his girl?

Doesn't flirt with other girls?

Doesn't flirt with other guys?

Makes an effort with friends?

Remembers your name?

Doesn't talk about girlfriends past?

Isn't vulgar?

Knows when to laugh?

Fake a laugh well?

Relates only needs, not wants?

Eats what is on his plate?

Uses a napkin?

Makes an effort to be nice?

Takes off his shoes at the door?

Leaves the seat down after using the bathroom?

Knows how to use a comb?

Doesn't always carry a comb?

Doesn't drive like a maniac?

Listens to music?

Doesn't cut himself?

Knows when to shut up?

Makes an effort to be chivalrous?
The only joyous thing in my life right now is Taylor on SNL and all the horrible wigs he is wearing... Last night was pretty rad too... I had fun. Which is probably surprising to some people. I also had a lot of fun at the volunteer Christmas party. One thing I've slowly realized because of all this is how much I am truly worth and how short our time is. Why are we just sitting at home when we could be out skating, tobogganing, or eating Big Macs? I feel this sense of adventure and I wish to pursue it. However I really need to work on homework and this sense of adventure is distracting me from doing said work. Did anyone have to do the enthalpy lab? Because I didn't finish it and need some results.
I really want to watch Where The Wild Things Are...
I can't wait to start packing. I'm quite excited to skip town for a little while. The other day I was sitting on the bus and Caroline came on. It made me want to cry.
Not going to lie. I knew the office would be closed. I'm really going to get myself in trouble aren't I?
Honestly though. People seem to think I'm sitting at home eating gallons of ice cream when I'm really dancing around my room. Sounds neurotic but I'm doing really well. I haven't felt this alive in quite sometime.
He looks like Mitchell Musso but sounds like Bono,
Jessica

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