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Tomboy Feeling: sleepy I remember when I couldn't figure boys out. I remember when they were so confusing, and stupid, and they all hated me, and the idea of befriending them was as foreign as the idea of befriending a nest of scorpions. Now they make more sense than girls do, sometimes. Now I find it easier to talk with boys than girls (my kind of boys, though, the geeky fun smart ones, not the spiky-haired ones who wear boy-necklaces and shop at Abercrombie & Fitch). I've made a new friend- a pen-pal in Iraq who messaged me on OKCupid because we like the same books and movies, and now we're having conversations about music and how Gambit is the coolest X-Man. Boys are so much easier to get than girls. Then Satan walked in here in nothing but boxers and completely freaked when he saw me. He didn't think I was here (although I am, nine mornings out of ten). Okay, so maybe he's not that easy to get. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |