Some days I hate the fact that Im a serial monogamist. I had a perfectly good snuggle/fuck buddy (mostly snuggle too) and I finally had to tell him I couldnt do it anymore. I ended up liking him and could see myself hurt when I hear about him mac'n it up in the bar with other girlies. I think it must be my second x chromosome that makes me this way.
To start with he isnt even my type at all. He is a preppy engineering type with 0 body mods and a small athletic build. I like them big and rough around the edges lol. He doesn't know who Hendrix is and tells me I use too many big words. Clearly it was never meant to be in the first place. Yet I make myself a weekend home in his bed and end up liking him anyways. I made this super rad t-shirt the other day that has a pencil sketch of Hendrix ironed on to it and he had no idea who it was (it wasn't a bad drawing... everyone else in the room seemed to think it was a clear picture). Ooh and he laughed when I said I wanted to go see Walk The Line, like he thought I was kidding. I sure wasn't.. I love the Cash and am going to see it again with my grandparents when I get home. He doesn't read.. like at all.. he isnt even just poorly read... its AT ALL. Im not saying that I require men to be well read.. I just dont want to be laughed at when I talk about a good book. Dont get me wrong he is a great guy, just obviously not compatable with me.
I don't understand why I always end up with these guys I have nothing in common with... other than imbibing too much liquor and having rampant hormones. Blaarg...I feel like crap.. I wish I was a lesbian.
In happier news I do now have an awesome hendrix t-shirt and I am almost done exams. Soon I will be home hanging out with all my friends from highschool who I haven't seen in a really long time. OOh and I am making my brother take me shooting, when I get home. I am very much in the mood to shoot things lately, even though I am only mentally capable of shooting pop cans and targets (or apparently myself as long as the gun is pink plastic). I am also hopefully getting my lip pierced over xmas and finally stretching this one ear lobe big enough to get this stupid flare in.
I am now going to demand that every comment left starts with "Did you know" ... I love did-you-knows
To start with he isnt even my type at all. He is a preppy engineering type with 0 body mods and a small athletic build. I like them big and rough around the edges lol. He doesn't know who Hendrix is and tells me I use too many big words. Clearly it was never meant to be in the first place. Yet I make myself a weekend home in his bed and end up liking him anyways. I made this super rad t-shirt the other day that has a pencil sketch of Hendrix ironed on to it and he had no idea who it was (it wasn't a bad drawing... everyone else in the room seemed to think it was a clear picture). Ooh and he laughed when I said I wanted to go see Walk The Line, like he thought I was kidding. I sure wasn't.. I love the Cash and am going to see it again with my grandparents when I get home. He doesn't read.. like at all.. he isnt even just poorly read... its AT ALL. Im not saying that I require men to be well read.. I just dont want to be laughed at when I talk about a good book. Dont get me wrong he is a great guy, just obviously not compatable with me.
I don't understand why I always end up with these guys I have nothing in common with... other than imbibing too much liquor and having rampant hormones. Blaarg...I feel like crap.. I wish I was a lesbian.
In happier news I do now have an awesome hendrix t-shirt and I am almost done exams. Soon I will be home hanging out with all my friends from highschool who I haven't seen in a really long time. OOh and I am making my brother take me shooting, when I get home. I am very much in the mood to shoot things lately, even though I am only mentally capable of shooting pop cans and targets (or apparently myself as long as the gun is pink plastic). I am also hopefully getting my lip pierced over xmas and finally stretching this one ear lobe big enough to get this stupid flare in.
I am now going to demand that every comment left starts with "Did you know" ... I love did-you-knows
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Come see Rin when i am there, PETTING ZOO!!!!