..you make do with what you've got. Plain Jane is better than no Jane at all. That's how I see things sometimes. As much as I would like to be the optimistic one, I lack the drive to be consistent.
I'm ever changing and I think I'm getting boring now. The job doesn't help - having to work 13 hours a day with idiots (not all just some very glaring ones). I am looking at my list of tasks and going "OMG what am I doing here on a frigging Sunday". I'm short of digging a hole and burying myself in it.
Cest la vie! I can't have things my way all the time.*shrugs*
I'm attempting to actually finish a crossword puzzle by myself but it's no fun without the Boyfriend. Which reminds me, if you guys are looking for parts where I hang my dirty laundry out, you're in for a disappointment. This is my version of a slightly more public viewing blog. The juicy stuff ( I mean like seriously juicy) are locked up nicely away in another blog with limited access so don't bother googling it because you're not gonna go very far. My advice? Don't waste your time.
Back to business. I am turning boring or am already, I don't know. I'm so caught up with everything around me that I haven't had time just for myself. I met my childhood/best friend the other for dinner after 5 months of complete hiatus. It was really good catching up on things. We talked about how I should be his wing woman since he can't seem to make the first move. He self claims himself as "the second move " kinda person. Whatever that means. I wanted to kick his ass to be honest (as he had wanted to do to himself too) so I just gave him a lecture on it.
You know, some girls actually like to be approached. It makes them feel wanted.
Btw, don't even bother approaching me unless you would like your pride stripped off you in public. I mean it. I am owned. Happy to be owned I must add. Even after knowing this very particular fact you decide to "heck, give it a try", I promise you that I will tear you apart with a blunt fork until your pride bails on you to Timbuktu.
Aside from that, I am actually a nice girl, sweet even. Just don't get on my bad books and we'll do just fine.
Anyways, I digress. I was talking about guys approaching girls. I think if you do it in a classy and not a tacky manner, I believe they'd give you a chance. If they don't, it's their lost. Although you have to pardon the girls at times because there are more scumbags then real men out there. And I don't think picking girls or guys up at clubs would necessarily work seeing that people go to clubs to have fun not find a person to spend eternity with.
That's just my opinion but I am always open to other views as well so comment away if you like.
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