Sunday, June 25, 2006

Who knows why........

Why are people (boys in general) so contradictory. They say they want something, but when its right in there face they have no idea how to deal with it.
I'm not someone who lies. If I'm asked a question I'll answer it truthfully, even if I know for a fact that they would rather be lied to. Why try and hide who I am? I know who I am, or atleast part of who I am. I'm a commitment-phobic (I refused to have a bank account or cell phone for a year because of the commitment. So its not just relationship commitment-phobia, just commitment-phobia in general). I don't like people who lie, even about little things. Don't compare me to someone else that you use to date. I feel like I've been compared to my siblings my who life, and don't need to feel like I have to compete with someone else. And with that. Yes, I am a jealous person. And I do want to "have my cake and eat it too". Doesn't mean that the other person is able to (most of the time I don't give a shit. But at times I get jealous. But I also want someone to get jealous of me too. In a strange way it shows that you care). I know I'm not girlfriend material, or even marriage material (I really don't believe in marriage, or romantic love). You don't need to remind me of that. I am a workaholic. If I'm not at work, I'm usually doing something for work. I don't care if a boy goes to a strip club (my brother is a different story). I've found that I adore blue collar boys. Professionals are okay too, but there's something about a boy who comes home from work and is dirty that's just slightly hot. At the right time boys in suits are hot too. But when you know that a boy has been out working with tools, or big equipment that's just really hot. The taller the better (I know I'm "short" [actually just average] for a girl, but I adore tall boys). I know I'm only cute, and I will only ever be cute. Never beautiful or stunning, or even pretty, just cute. But I can deal with that. People that are old enough to be my dad or grandfather shouldn't hit on me. Especially when I'm told I only look like I'm 16, 18 at the oldest, its just creepy.
I've totally lost my whole ranting and raving mind set, so I guess I have it all out of my system now.

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