Waiting.

Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting. Paitently.

No. Don't Laugh. I'm not kidding. I am having a partay!!! I am fundraising for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society today!!! Three cheers for FUNDRAISING! (Any word with fun in it is bound to be great). And I am patiently waiting for my dear friends to come and join me. Who are actually probably not going to come.

As I contemplate the meaning of this tradegedy, as either A) Too many people come to this and this turns into a horrible disaster of a party...that my grandpa will be in attendance of, or B) Not enough people will come and I will be forever stuck as the girl who couldn't convince people that saving lives wasn't a well worth use of their time.

Yikes.

I sound like an infomercial.

I hate infomercials. It's like saying I sound like my mother, and you know the last thing you ever want to do is sound like your mother. I know my ma, is sooooo much coooler than my grandma. But, everyone knows that they say somethings that are uncannily similar. It's like...*shudder*.

What is in a name?

People are constantly telling me that rose would still smell as sweet should be named somthing else. Well too bad for whomever named their kid Lily and thinks their kids poop comes smelling like roses. I personally think that a name gives you a bit of a distinction among your peers--whether among anyone else. We know that people who go by names such as Nicholas fully, are somewhat pretentious. At least we take from that, (remeber people, assume = ass 'outta you and me). However we would always take that someone named Nick would be more willing to go with da flow. If you catch my drift. So a name can make the person in my opinon, whether a girl like Buffy goes by Biff or James by Jamie, it's more or less the name you choose to have. At least I think.

An Ordinary Love.

Why am I so plain? Really. What makes me so ordinary? So much so that I have never been taken out on a date. In fact no one has bothered to ever ask me out on a date properly. I have been stalked, walked on, almost asked, but somehow I manage to always send out the wrong type of signals, I say "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!" Instead of the usual flirty kinda "I will be yours forever" that is actually trolloping in my head. Once people are in relationships, they seem to ask me for advice. As if I know everything (not saying I don't). But after a while, it gets annoying, all these people that have terrific love lives, while I stay in the background.

Not to say I've never had a boyfriend. I have. Kinda. Welllllllll...Kinda. Really I don't think either one of us looked at it as a relationship, and plus, we were in fifth grade, what kind of a relationship is that, "Hey, can I have a bite outta your tootsie roll?" It was objective but, somewhat sad.

So I am a devastatingly desprate girl. Give me a break. What do you take me for? Normal. Yeah right.