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Ranting, but it's funnny too...
Sep. 5th, 2005 06:42 pmBoys!
They drive me crazy! (Ok, in all fairness, no boy has done anything to me today, or any day recently for that matter, and all boys mentioned here are completely innocent of anything other than being male, which really is crime enough if you think about it, so what I guess I'm REALLY saying here is that my overactive mind drives me crazy, but I'm going to blame boys because they're on my mind...anyways)
Sometimes they make me so mad because I'm convinced that all they want is sex, and if you're not willing to give them that (or you don't look like you'd be willing) they pay less than no attention to you. And all that bullshit that people tell you about how being confident will attract boys is just that: bullshit.
Then I see them doing unbarable adorable things, and I just want to hug them. Artie twists his hair around his finger when he takes notes in Biology. It's the cutest thing ever. And I saw this guy Logan (who I don't really know but he's in my first year seminar) reading all alone under a tree with his shoes kicked off and I just wanted to go sit next to him because he just looked so cute. (Not attractive cute. Adorable cute.)
ARGH!
What kills me in general is that I don't think either of them, or any other boy for that matter, notices me. (Except Alex, who does always say hi to me when he sees me, or smiles guiltily at me when we catch each other not paying attention on class.)
SEE, THIS IS WHY THEY'RE INFURIATING! I want to hate them, but I just can't. And every time I become convinced they're all not worth my trouble, one convinces me otherwise.
Sigh.
Boys.
They drive me crazy! (Ok, in all fairness, no boy has done anything to me today, or any day recently for that matter, and all boys mentioned here are completely innocent of anything other than being male, which really is crime enough if you think about it, so what I guess I'm REALLY saying here is that my overactive mind drives me crazy, but I'm going to blame boys because they're on my mind...anyways)
Sometimes they make me so mad because I'm convinced that all they want is sex, and if you're not willing to give them that (or you don't look like you'd be willing) they pay less than no attention to you. And all that bullshit that people tell you about how being confident will attract boys is just that: bullshit.
Then I see them doing unbarable adorable things, and I just want to hug them. Artie twists his hair around his finger when he takes notes in Biology. It's the cutest thing ever. And I saw this guy Logan (who I don't really know but he's in my first year seminar) reading all alone under a tree with his shoes kicked off and I just wanted to go sit next to him because he just looked so cute. (Not attractive cute. Adorable cute.)
ARGH!
What kills me in general is that I don't think either of them, or any other boy for that matter, notices me. (Except Alex, who does always say hi to me when he sees me, or smiles guiltily at me when we catch each other not paying attention on class.)
SEE, THIS IS WHY THEY'RE INFURIATING! I want to hate them, but I just can't. And every time I become convinced they're all not worth my trouble, one convinces me otherwise.
Sigh.
Boys.
