a.k.a. national singles awareness day. Well, not exactly, a friend told me a joke about it last year. I like calling it that because I couldn't stop laughing when I heard it.
Nevermind. Valentines is crap.
There's a song, whose chorus jumped out at me, "Don't try to open my door with a skeleton key, they all tell me my problem is that I can't find someone as crazy as me." Yep. Holds true. It's so hard to find those peticular crazy people these days, so to speak.
And still, despite how pessimistic this day usually makes me, I made valentines this year. I blame it all on boredom.
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Well the day never did anything to me, but neither did the full moon. They just seem to be around when the crazies and @$$holes are... Coincedence or evil plot?
No. Not really. It's become one of my customs to hate the day. Because I can.
eh, Shadae?
"Eh, Shadae?" what?
Lol...
Because you can. Hm... I suppose that in this context I'll let that slide, but if you use that excuse for something later be prepared for a strong chastisement.
"I'll give you such a lecturing!"
Trust me I can back it, I'm just making the reason simpler and shorter. Old man.
That's a pretty low blow... I mean, I can't count the aches... Sheesh... Lol, I've always been old for my age. Years later and people still can think that I'm years older.
I can relate.
There were college students hitting on me when I was in the eighth grade...
Dang, that would have been cool...
Well the two that I usually talk aobut are when I was nine this old lady thought I was 15. But then Junior year everyone thought I was a sophmore... Sheesh... Their the only ones to ever think I was younger...
Like yesterday at work this guy stopped me and asked me because he thought I was a returned missionary because I was "so chipper". And sophmore year everyone thought I was a senior and left me alone. I blame that for not being hazed or something of the like.
It's cool being misjudged like that. That's why I used to hide my age, because people will judge you on that first. But now I don't care, I brag about only being 18.
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