| | Current Music: | Saves the Day - At your funeral | | Time: | 01:22 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/mely/lemonfaces/mellow.gif) content |
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| So I watched The Sound of Music last night before bed and here's what I dreampt (edit:its how I says it! dammit y'all):
I was myself, I looked about the same, but younger. I was probably about 13/14, with the pre-adolescent body (no boobs/hips sort of thing.) I was a tomboy and was hanging around with my brother who was sometimes this other random boy who was a friend of mine. The character kept changing, so I dunno. Anyway, the friend boy was my age and had long-ish thick brown hair in a sort of bowl cut. He wore just a pair of kakhi pants cut off a little bit below his knees. I think he looked the same as my brother, too, but I just knew that at time he was my brother and at times my childhood friend.
Anyway, we lived in this BEAUTIFUL world of rocks and water. I'm not sure how to describe it. Kind of like those desert mountainsides that are all brown and jaggedy. BUT there was water flowing EVERYWHERE. Waterfalls and streams. Strangely, when you think water would be flowing everyone, the world would be greener. Still, the sky was blue and full of white puffy clouds and the air was that wonderful dry warmth that feels just perfect weather for a swim in.
So my friend/brother and I were hoping around from rock to rock and generally having a rollicking good time, when we noticed a big hubub of people up on this bridge/gazeebo overlooking where we were playing. We both looked to each other and decided to go up there to see the problem.
Now I remember there being three groups of people standing up in the gazeebo thing. One group had a nazi officer standing in front of it. Another was a group of adult type people who were indifferent to the nazi officer (didn't care that they were going to take over, etc.) and then there was the group I was standing in front of - a group of young adults and kids who knew that something wasn't right. My character in the dream didn't have any idea what the nazi's were all about, but she/I knew that something wasn't right about them. I decided that I didn't want them coming in and taking over my people and my town where I live. I started to yell at them. I told them to go away that we didn't want them here and that I will not comply with what they were doing! People just looked at me strange and labeled me as an "unruly child" sort of scoffing. Others just looked on at the scene with concern. A couple of people tried to grab me then, and I dodged the first few times. Finally, they pinned me down to the ground and as I struggled, I felt something pierce my back and I knew that they were implanting a sort of pellet under my skin that sedates a person.
(edit: I remembered that the nazi wanted to cut my hair or something to assimilate me into the party or somesuch. That's why they were trying to get ahold of me.)
I laid there with tears in my eyes and anger in my heart/soul with my arms still pinned behind my back by those holding me down. Finally, the effects of the sedation were wearing off and I started to murmer "my back...my back it stings...it stings, it hurts..."
Then, I realized that it must have set me over a couple of hours because I was in a strange room. A sort of infirmary. A young man came around in front of me with pity in his eyes, noticing I was waking up. "Oh, sweetheart, does your back hurt?" he cooed. Another one, almost looking just like him came around too. "Oh, her back hurts? Let's rub it for her, the poor dear."
Then I woke up. :p Yeah, that last part seemed to be going in a different direction because those two boys were sizzilin' hot to today's standards, but I'm glad I woke up then. hahaha. Especially since me/the girl was underage. Hahahaha Seriously though, I think that it was just the boys' characters to be nurses and caring etc. and not icky or anything. | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment   |
| | Current Music: | Quarashi - Bless | | Subject: | London... | | Time: | 01:02 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/mely/lemonfaces/concern.gif) anxious |
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| The semester is almost over. It is so close you can taste the freedom hanging in the air.
I long to be one of those leaving already, but alas, I am stuck here on campus until Saturday. Then, I must completely devoid my roomie of all my stuff, save for the fridge.
I can't wait for this semester to be over. I have slacked off to the tee and I am merely hoping to pass both my ITGRA and Health classes. F*ing Fitness Walking!! How could I fail it? By forgetting about the midterm and subsequently getting a D on it. Not to mention, missing one to many of the lab classes (where we actually walked) and missing 20 class points for it. Okay, I know I will pass these classes, but with what grade? Thank god neither of them are for my major. That would kill. Still, to have that scar on my GPA hurts my pride. I know I could have done better, but I didn't, and there's nothing I can do about it now but study my butt off for the Finals.
Okay, and I know its ridiculous to be worry, because I will love it, but I am seriously getting cold feet about London. I mean, the farthest I have lived away from home is two hours away, here in Muncie. When I go to London, I will not be able to drive home on the weekends. I will be in London for three months, whether I like it or not. Its a little scary when you start thinking about it. I just keep thinking about myself walking across that little platform into the airplane and just...shaking thinking about how long I will be away and having cold feet.
This reminds me, however, of how I get nervous about roller coasters before I ride them. I stand in line staring at the ridiculous straight-down drop and hairpin curves wondering if I'll survive, and I almost cry as I board the car. Then, when the ride starts, I scream and laugh myself to pieces at how much fun I'm having. Then, its over, and I want to do it all over again.
I know the trip will be the most awesome experience ever, but its just the waiting, the anticipation of whether or not I'll survive. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Quarashi - Mr. Jinx | | Subject: | humtiddlydum... | | Time: | 03:44 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/mely/lemonfaces/annoy.gif) pessimistic |
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| Well now, I've picked the worst weekend to go home during. I will go home only to return to class for two days and then be at home again for five days. I don't care though. I've been away for way, way too long and I'm always alone on the weekends. Sure, Hill and I catch up now and then, but living alone drags on you when you're used to someone being there with you 24/7. (Hello flashbacks to second semester senior year. :( - err...well, long story short, I moved in with my mother who then basically moved in with her boyfriend, leaving me home alone in a brand new house with minimal furnishings for six months. )
Anyway, I've not been doing any homework anyway and I think that as much time spent at home as possible will help me kick-start a resurgence of energy for the last two/three weeks of classes. Damn these classes and damn my inability to care anymore. I know they cost money and I know I really should try harder than I do, but when you don't care...you don't care.
I really wish I knew where this bout of semi-depression has come from. All of a sudden I've been having a lot more anxiety than usual, too. Really paranoid stuff, like I can't get over the fact that people might be staring at me all weird when I'm walking to classes. No, I'm not wearing my "kitty-ears" hat anymore, though I do wear headphones and occassionaly lip-synch some words now and then. Still, last year this wouldn't have bothered me, even if it were the case that people were staring and it didn't. This year, I'm starting to get all freaked out and worried.
In other words, I really think that its just a lack of home-time. Thus, another reason for me to visit home.
Besides, I just bought a kick-ass MP3 player that is waiting for me at home and can't wait to try it out. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | NONE :( | | Time: | 04:57 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/mely/lemonfaces/yawn.gif) tired |
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Ehh...I don't know if I'm so much against businesses and pro-government...and it makes me sound like I'm sooo compassionate. But! THE INTERNET never lies!
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You've got a bleeding heart - and you're proud of it.
For you, liberal means being compassionate, pro-government, and anti-business.
You believe in equality for every person, and you consider yourself universally empathetic.
Helping others is not just political for you ... it's very personal too.
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| 1.) Gather your supplies and head down to the study lounge
2.) Forget at least three things and go back to your room for a few minutes.
3.) Get settled down in a chair and dabble with your supplies.
4.) Connect to the Internet
5.) Get the assignment requirements from the teacher's homepage.
6.) Check your email, to make sure nothing has been appended/removed.
7.) Sign on to AIM and talk to at least three different people.
8.) Read your favorite online Forum for an hour.
9.) Realize that it's midnight and you should really get started on that paper.
10.) Write the paper in less time than you procrastinated for.
11.) Go to bed.
Yup. I guess I should add in there "post on your livejournal," but same difference. :) What makes things worse is I'm actually kind of interested to write this paper, but the thought of starting it really gets to me. I know once I do start, I'll either get to a certain point and get bored, or I'll absolutely DRAG through it once I realize that its just another assignment.
Yup. So, here I go. Mythic Criticism for TCOM 204...yup. Certainly...here I go.
Crap, and I've got a Vocab test in Japanese tomorrow.
Now what you done, you beetlebum? :-/ | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| :) So, my weekend:
Friday evening: Saw Dracula at the Civic theatre.
Saturday Morning & Afternoon: Parents and brother drove up to visit.
Saturday Evening: Dressup at Pirate and attend party with Kerry.
Sunday Morning: Get up and work for three hours
Sunday Afternoon: Study for ITGRA test tomorrow
Sunday Evening: Go to haunted houses with friends.
SHEeeeeeesh.
So yeah. It has been an incredibly fun weekend for me after an incredibly full work-week. I plan to work really hard again this week, too. No slacking off, and I am setting a goal to get the IO website done by this Friday. I know that's an impossible goal, really, but if I set my standards high, I know I'll work harder. :)
Heheh. So I have to share the best moment of the night of haunted-housing though: At one of the Necropolis mazes/things (whatever the individual haunted houses within it are called) I was at the very end when a very scary looking clown mask shoved its face into mine. I smiled and tried not to appear as though I was the most scared one of the three of us. I must have failed, (gee, holding onto the guy's cape in front of me isn't a giveaway, I'm sure...) because just when I thought I was home free he came right up into my face again. I screamed to high hell, and grabbed the person nearest to me to use as a human sheild. Oh how noble I am when my adrenalin makes its own decisions. XD
It's okay though, I love laughing at myself over things like that and was cracking up for a good ten minutes. Of course, everyone else was cracking up too. :P
By the way, thank you, Mom and Dad and Shawn for coming up and visiting me this weekend. I really enjoyed seeing you and hanging out together. :) Mom, I appreciate it from you especially, it being your S.O.'s birthday and all. Love you guys, and Dad- I'll see you Thursday! :D | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Time for Heroes - Graham Coxon version | | Time: | 10:44 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/mely/lemonfaces/bigeye.gif) amused |
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| Hallo! It iz time for an update.
Because I don't feel like writing my script. For Scriptwriting. Due Friday. Whoops.
I also have a test tomorrow. A Midterm even! :O! It's just Japanese though. And Kanji at that. I've been studying all day for that one anyhow.
Ah, the old burnout. I'm burnt out on doing anything productive. I never thought it would get this bad, but it has. I have found myself more and more lacking in my studies lately. I know I need to do things, and it's not that I don't care, but I can't bring myself to do them until the night before or the night before the night before. Furthermore, I've been forgetting about tests. Tests for once-a-week classes that aren't easily remedied when I get F's on said tests.
And wouldn't you know it? After I've made all these plans for Halloween weekend, my Graphic Arts teacher gives us a test on Monday. Monday! The Monday after Halloween. Honestly man, give us all a little break. Well, I don't blame him, you can't plan things well for a once-a-week class, but still. I just knew when I said "God forbid I have any tests Monday" I was jinxing myself. (Yes, I actually said that before I knew I had a test, too!)
Okay, what have I forgotten to whine about? I'm not sure, but this was nice. All the same, I really need to quit lacking and get my ass into gear. And now, I'm off to get my ass into gear and go down to the study lounge and write this script. This damn script that I was so gung-ho about and now I am tearing into my brain trying to pull out pieces that don't sound like too much sappy-bag-o-crap. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| Yay! We're going to watch Aladdin tonight. :) I sooo miss that movie.
Meggie and I went to Puerto Vallerta today. It was deeeelicious! :D lovely Kerry took us there. She's so awesome. I miss her coming and giving us the low-down on her guys. ;)
Dad surprised me by pretty much telling me that we're going to go see "Cats" at Emens Thursday, November 4th. This will be a LOT of fun because I know we both have been wanting to see it forever. :)
Err..um...yeah, So I'm still deciding if I want to go to Mitsuwa tomorrow. If I go, I'll want to buy stuff. And I have money now, but I shouldn't spend too much. Still... | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| I'm actually going to London next spring semester! :D I'm so freaking excited. I still don't know if I'll have enough money to see all the countries I want to see, but I'm going to try. As I see it, how many chances will I have to travel to Europe in my prime? I'll even get to see my relatives in Spain. I really, really wanted to be with Grandma when I finally met them, but of course, due to unfortunate circumstances I will have to meet them alone. I think it will be a bit awkward, but I will love to meet them. I will probably even cry. I'm just sentimental like that.
School is difficult, but like I said, I'm keeping on top of things as best as I can. This past weekend I was supposed to get that website finished, but I freaked out and left for home because of my mother's doctor's appointment. She has a tumor in...an inconvenient place. :( THANK GOD it is not cancerous, nor will it become cancerous at any time. Er...but I digress. I just haven't been able to get things done that should have been done long ago. :( I have been terrible this semester at procrastinating, too. Sad thing is, it hasn't come back to bite me yet, and I'm realy worried about when that will happen. Ah well.
I think I shall blame this for my unusual behavior:
I was actually asked out by a guy and have subsequently been on my first date and had my first kiss(es). Unfortunately, this has made me do a lot of thinking. Mainly wondering if his intentions are not the best. I'm still giving him a chance though. Why? I think he has some potential, if he decides to show it anytime soon. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| So I thought that I was going to have to find a new class to take after ITGRA section 002 was cancelled, but they had a section 003 open that was just fine for me to take. It'll be my first one-day-a-week class however, so I'm a little worried. Still, I think it should be fun because I like that kind of stuff. :) Anyway, I'm VERY relieved. Unless they decide to cancel that as well. Then I'm SOL, because the other two sections were "FULL." :(
Also, I got to see Meggie last night and we got to talk and she got to see mommy's new kittens. :) They're so adorable - only 6 weeks old! I'm going to miss all the animals so much when I return to school. :( But all the same, there will be home visits. *sigh* | | comments: Leave a comment |
| So I've been parking in this particular spot for over a year at my mother's home. I often left my car there overnight, in fact. This morning, however, I walk to my car and roll my eyes and what I thought would be an advertisement underneath my windshield wiper. To my surprise, SUPRISE indeed, I have a parking ticket for $10. Ten measely dollars. You'd think that whoever wrote this ticket, would have had something god-damned better to do than write a $10 ticket.
Now, the worst thing about this is there is a sign about 20 feet away that says "No Street Parking 2am-5am." When this sign arrived, I've not a clue, because like I've said, we've been parking in that spot for over a year and never had a problem. That's just the thing though, I can't complain, I can't whine, I'm utterly at a loss because all I can do is grumble and sign the @#$@# thing, paying my $10 to the lovely treasurer's office of New Whiteland. :( | | comments: Leave a comment |
| The other day I had a dream that I was sitting on the couch and Grandma (the one that recently passed) was leaning on me, sleeping. Then, I shifted my weight and she fell on top of me. I was squished under weight (because she was all obeice again, for some reason) and kept trying to get out from under her. I couldn't breathe anymore and Shawn was sitting in a chair in front of me, playing a game and couldn't see me. He was far enough away that I couldn't reach him and I couldn't say anything because I was suffocating. Everytime I would look at Grandma, she was staring at me with her eyes open, but her eyes were beady, and a piercing light-blue color.
Yeah, freaky as hell.
Then, last night, I dreamt I was some sort of "Alice" in wonderland and the Queen of Hearts was trying to get me to sign some sort of contract, but I knew that the contract would steal my life from me and rule over me. I was trying to get out of signing it, but it was as though it had already taken over my life and I had to sign it anyway. Still, I tried to escape it.
The contract was doing things like, I was walking down these steps and the steps were breaking and one fell through while I was going down it. Also, I was lying on my bed in my room and someone else was on another mattress that was set in the opposite corner of my room (in front of my closet door). Then, the room filled up with blood and our mattresses were just floating on top of it, and then the room drained.
I dunno what the hell that was all about, but it sure wasn't fun. >:( | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | So called into work last night to find out my schedule and the lady said "you're not on the schedule." So, I didn't go into work...and they didn't call to complain. So, I'm definately going in around noon to figure out what the deal is with the schedules. Am I really not on the schedule this week? I'm sure Kerry (my boss) knew that I was quitting this Saturday and not last. Either way, I'm still happy, I just hope I don't get fired for missing last night. I'd hate to actually get fired for a job. Especially one week from my last day. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I was at a very small Blur concert, perhaps just special members got to go see it. It took place on a small stage set up in school gymnasium. Everyone was going crazy and I was having an excellent time. Oh, by the way, Blur was young, like in the "It Could Be You" live video I downloaded the other day. (Gee I can't imagine why I had this dream then...;) )
Anyhow, they had an intermission and I walked around looking for something to drink. I found a breakroom type area down this one hallway and Graham was sitting there, drinking a coffee and reading a newspaper! Majorly excited, I calmly said hello and that I appreciate his work and that he's awesome. I don't remember how or why but he asked me to sit with him and we sat there talking for quite awhile.
Eventually, Damon came around the corner and, upset, said "there you are! We've been looking everywhere for you!!" Damon walked away then and I got up to go, but Graham was reluctant to go - and for me to go.
As I was standing there, he quickly wrote down his phone number for me and I could tell I was blushing. He and I stood in the doorway for a moment and as I said goodbye, he took my hand and then we slipped away from each other awkwardly. I went to the restroom to collect myself and saw myself in the mirror. My face was quite clear of acne, which I acknowledged in the dream, thankfully, and now that I think about it, I was skinny, too.
I went back to the concert then and noticed that Graham and I had spent so long talking that a lot of the people had left, thinking the band wasn't coming back. (^-^ tee hee. whoopsie!) So I took a chair and watched the rest of the concert, smiling all the while at Graham, and I think he smiled back.
Then I woke up and was all sad because of course, it wasn't real. :'( | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| These were bits and pieces of one night of sleep. There was a dream before these, but I can't recall it at the moment...wait! Now I just remembered.
I was working, running palettes at meijer, but meijer was this warehouse that had multiple levels in a columnular (not a word, haha) building that was underground. Above ground it was simply the old red and white striped "gladiator" van my mother used to drive. From there, you could climb through a trap door and go down into the warehouse. Kerry (my immediate boss), Andy (another boss guy), and Jason (the second Runner) were all there, though Jason wasn't using the regular palette jack, he was using a forklift.
Okay, now the other one.
I was with MsPres's mom just hanging out while her mom was cooking and she sliced the tip of her finger off. She didn't really seem to mind, but I was freaking out going "we need to get you to a hospital!!!" Somehow then, we were both at a themepark and we got on a roller-coaster all the while I'm still freaking out, "You need to go to the hospital!!"
Later, I was with some people who I guess were family or my significant other and his father? :? And we were getting my aunt Alicia to the doctor because she was sick with a disease. You know those boubonic plague type paintings with a managerie of skeletons and the like? Something like this. Her body was covered - looked like tatooed - with that. Anyway, all of a sudden it wasn't Alicia anymore it was my mother and the disease had started to recede from all the rest of her body, but still remained right over her heart, and was now glowing. It was just a picture of one little glowing skeleton left, right over her heart. My SO and the doctors and stuff were all saying "She's okay now, she's okay." but I kept on, asking about that and knowing that not all of it had really gone away. :( Then I woke up. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| 1: I was at some sort of concert with all types of famous peoples who were up on the stage, and after they exited the stage, I decided that I needed to go meet them. I did this a) because I wanted to and b) I was thinking "mom would want me to try and meet them all. Anyway, I was manuvering my way through the corridors of the building (which looked like a high school) and ended up having to crawl through this one itty-bitty tube like submarine doorwell. Once I got through and was inside this bowl-like room, I saw this girl I had often seen in the hallways of High School, but never knew her or even her name. She was carrying a baby as if it were hers and was telling me where I needed to go. I think I was going to have to go through the tight space again, so I was freaking out and hesitating. Then I woke up.
2: I was wandering this hotel-like building and was scared a little bit because I had seen strange lights outside my room and was afraid of and alien spaceship coming to the building. Then, a little bit later I was some sort of scientist and was wandering the same place with a guy who was a friend of mine and a fellow worker. He was a cutie. He was very tall and had blonde, spikey hair. He also had blue eyes and an adorable smile. At one point we saw my mother and said hello to her. She made a comment then about how it would be really cool if we could meet the "greys." (Greys=the grey aliens with the giant eyes and skinny bodies).
The boy and I were walking then to meet one, as we had heard they had landed and were coming in to meet with one of our bosses. I was peeking around the corner and saw one that looked like the typical "Grey" walking behind someone and my heart started beating like crazy in sickening fear. Then, the person ahead walked forward a bit and I realized it was just some short worker with a sort of mask/hat that had a "Grey" face printed on it. :P I laughed at myself. (I guess my dreams have a sense of humor! Haha)
Okay, so then I saw the real alien coming and instead of looking like the typical "Grey" alien, he looked like a reaaally super tall human with shaved skin (no hair) and his skin was painted (looked like makeup) a shiny silver color. He was wearing big black sunglasses and a large white lab coat like the rest of us. I held out my hand the shake, but his hand was GIANT, so I could only grab (barely) his first three fingers. Then, me and the boy I was with stood over to the side while the "Grey" and a bunch of Government type people with him stood around him. Together, we all watched our boss as he was showing everyone some new technology/machinery he had made. Though, I wasn't really paying attention, I was looking over at the "Grey" and I think the boy I was with was jealous or something and liked me, so he looked over at him, too, and put his arms around me all protective-like. As if to say "mine!" I laughed then to myself and remember thinking "awww" he's adorable.
Then I woke up. :( | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Help! | | Time: | 04:41 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/mely/lemonfaces/mad.gif) annoyed |
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| Okay, so now I've got a bit of a situation.
The one boy who gave me his number recently slipped me a note telling me all this crap about himself (some of it very personal, too!) and asking me to call him again, with his number all over the note.
That's great, but he still seems too...mature, if that makes sense, but he's 25, and he said himself he's just looking for that he knows what he wants and ultimately he wants that American dream picket-fence house and whatnot. Many girls would probably think "awww," but I'm 18 and I have never dated anyone before. I do NOT know what I want and I certainly don't want that typical picket-fence life. Not at the moment anyhow, and that's what I'm worried about as well. He's 25, he's probably ready to start ending his dating career and settle down. I'm 18 and reading to start dating to find out what I want. Hmmm. Perhaps I should just tell him all this, but I'm afraid to call him, because I know it will get his hopes up.
Strange thing is, I wouldn't mind giving him a chance still, because I promised myself I would give anyone interested in me a chance, as I would want someone to do for me, but I really don't think it will go anywhere.
(Plus, he's starting to piss me off by being so impatient. haha!)
Okay, now get this, the morning before last, working diligently, a boy comes up to me and says "hey, you got some time to talk?" so I answer "yeah, if you follow me around, since I'm working." So he kind of tries to follow me around and does that cute little nervous-boy shuffle. Finally, he whips out a card and asks me if I would ever call him. I said "maybe," smiled, and took the card. Oh yeah, and he's 19. He came to me the next morning at work and talked to me...well, really, he did the cute nervous-boy shuffle again and I initiated conversation. He's into playing video games, so we talked about that, mainly.
Boy 1
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Pros -
Mature
virgin (don't ask - I don't know why he offered up this information w/o question)
Seems to know what he wants in life
Cons-
Smokes (cigarettes and mentioned in the note that he occasionaly smokes weed! Blech)
Is starting to get on my nerves (He whistled at me twice the last time I worked with him. Not to mention the second time after I warned him the first time not to do that.)
Is 25
Likes Rap Music
I do not know what I want
Boy 2
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Pros-
Is 19
Likes videogames (for some reason, I think this is cute in a boy, and at least we'd have something to talk about)
Seems more adorable than cocky (comparitive to boy 1)
Cons-
I have been told (he is roomate of guy I work with) he does not have a job and is living off some sort of SSI check.
Smokes
Likes Rap Music
Okay, why do I like the second boy better? I think it's because I'm not looking for anything serious, and so it seems to me that this second boy would be just fun to hang around/with. The older boy seems too serious. On the other hand, I hope it's not for purely physical reasons! :( I would hate to be like that... | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Hmmm. | | Time: | 03:37 pm |
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| First day of work and I was hit-on. This guy gave me his number. He doesn't seem like my type at all and he's 25. :/ I'd rather just get to know him at work, but still, it is flattering.
Oh, and I work with another 25 year old guy who is a freakin' hottie and is really sweet. <3 lol, why couldn't he give me his number? heheh. I know, he probably has a girlfriend. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
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