It feels good to have an established and respectable English professor think so highly of me.
It also feels good to have so many back-up plans in terms of romance.
I know it’s not important and it is far from a priority at this time in my life since education and success are what I prefer, but…
holla at some lovely booty calls.
Intellectual player status: You know what they like to hear and you are smart enough to use it to your advantage.
I went to Steak ‘n Shake after one of the parties. I am obsessed with M&M milkshakes.
Right after I walked in, the FFA girls were basically pissed themselves and screamed “OMG THIS IS TOO AWESOME! Can I get a picture of you?”
There are surely so many pictures of me lurking on the internet.
Also, one of the FFA boys said he brought the Bernie to Indy.
I told him that he did not bring the Bernie to Indy and I told him he could not call Indianapolis “Indy.” I convinced him it was a right only citizens of Indy had.
Facebook pictures have got me thinking that I want a cigarette. I should be working on my Composition essay, but I can’t focus on that shit. I want to just sit around and write sentences that have nothing to do with politics or editorials. I’m feeling nervous about something, but I can’t figure it out.
I’ll smoke on the way to school to kill this growing anxiety, but what am I supposed to do right now?
I guess it’s one of those “Suffer for now, fix it in six hours” types of things.
Today, I also made a personal affirmation: If you cross my mind a year from this day, I’ll contact you.
I will admit that I have altered my appearance slightly, but I still have a great personality. I’ve just taken more of an interest in how I appear. I think I look kind of good. If you disagree, you are welcome to post in my ask and explain what I can improve on and I will take it into consideration.
But if you could see my attire now, you would probably think one of the following:
a) “Oh wow, she is not looking very girly right now, she is wearing boys basketball shorts and a baggy tanktop.”
or
b)”Oh wow, she is not looking very girly right now, she is wearing boys basketball shorts and a baggy tanktop. That’s not too girly, but I find her strangely sexy.”
Either way.
and I saw this girl on my newsfeed.
I used to think she was so pretty and I thought to myself, “hmm, let’s see what she is up to.”
So I looked at her profile and I was shocked.
Maybe my memory was just fuzzy or something.
I looked at one picture and thought her hair was frizzy.
Another made me think her teeth were too blocky, unaligned, and unwhite.
Other pictures made her face appear unsymmetrical and demonstrated her bad skin.
Then there was the issue of her eyebrows, don’t get me started.
To most standards, she would be considered ugly.
So how did she ever come across as pretty to me?
Did I ignore details for a period in my life or was I just less shallow?
Maybe she got ugly, I don’t know.