I shall be retreating to the recesses of the pit - which is also called my (home)work...soon enough Today I met a boy who has an uncanny resemblance to David Bowie.. weird. I never thought much about David Bowie's appearance, but that boy was FETCHING!!!!! The other day whilst I was at this party at this restaurant that served one of the most putridly atrocious food I ever tasted - saw this 20-some Scandi boy with very light skin. I fancied I had enough courage to approach him, but I was mistaken. I did have enough ballsazks to come open to my party about how I just had to invigorate my unseemingly unsatiable eyes with some man candy. It made me wonder where and when exactly did I develop this boldlyness. Yes the one absent when I fancied I should go up to him in front of his friends and say, "hi, I don't know you, and it's probably illegal for you to have a relationship with me, but you're really cute". Speaking of which, I officially can't practise my pedophileness for middleschoolers in 2 months, when I'll be legal. I'm a little scared and annoyed by such laws that prohibit two(or three) people from expressing their feelings to each other expecially with the lingering fear of rejection hovering everytime anyway. Then it occured to me how Jeaux brought up the fact that I was, quote: "wild". I guess I am pretty BOLD in cases compared to most of my comrades; in instances. Just not around the mass population of that hell hole that they enjoy calling 'public education'. Oh wow, I can almost hear Mr. Jonesee say 'public' like pyublic.. hehe.. Speaking of which, I think I've pissed off the ol' hag in so many levels, its ridiculous. I think I've sank in deeper in this sink hole when I came up with my most brilliant idea of going to Prom (most likely homecoming) with Mr. Reinhard - Mr. Jones even.. :D Lucas pointed out that I could ask him (Reinhard) and that he'd even probably say yes.. (doubtfull) Then I really realised that he wouldn't agree to it. That wasn't what really upsetted me. But the realisation that no guy would probably agree to go to any social function with me (unless I paid them, of course, which in ordinary occurances wouldn't have posed any implications, except I really wanted them to be meaningfull). Paying them would of course kill the whole concept of what I wanted my experience to be. If I wanted to pay someone, it might as well be a very fetching escort. Not that I would resort to that sort of thing anyway. Considering the fact that I don't see the reason why girls would get this upset over this sort of thing, this is really weird coming from me. I'm not completely grotesque. .................am I? |