You don't know how great it would be to just knock them unconscious, or something. They also like to point out the fact that I don't have a boyfriend, so I like to make comments about the fact that I don't actually like boys.
Hee, knocking unconscious. I've been wanting to practice my suturing anyway, so you knock them out, I'll bring the sutures and needle driver. We'll sow their hands together or something.
And yeah, it's kinda dumb to have a boyfriend when you're not so much into the whole y chromosome thing. None of my friends bug me about that kind of thing, but my councelor at the school tends to ask me what I do on the weekends because she's under the oh so misguided impression that I have no life. I'm like "err, I read. And watch TV, on occasion, but TV tends to suck on the weekends. And get on the computer." And she's like "You don't go out with your friends? I don't see why you wouldn't want to drive," and I'm all "Well, I don't go out with my friends. I don't go anywhere I need driven to overly much save maybe mock trial, for which I have driving friends and work, for which I have driving parents. Not like I date or anything." And she looks at me like 'Yeah, you kinda worry me because you're rather pathetic.' And I'm like "Yeah, I know." Everybody thinks you've got to drive, go to parties on the weekends, and date to be a successful and well adjusted teenager. It's nuts.
Both because I am a whore and because the world needs more random pairings that my brain thinks are hot.
Yes, but you're my whore! *random suggestive attack nuzzle* And hot random pairings are sex.
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Yeah. He strikes me as that type.
You don't know how great it would be to just knock them unconscious, or something. They also like to point out the fact that I don't have a boyfriend, so I like to make comments about the fact that I don't actually like boys.
Hee, knocking unconscious. I've been wanting to practice my suturing anyway, so you knock them out, I'll bring the sutures and needle driver. We'll sow their hands together or something.
And yeah, it's kinda dumb to have a boyfriend when you're not so much into the whole y chromosome thing. None of my friends bug me about that kind of thing, but my councelor at the school tends to ask me what I do on the weekends because she's under the oh so misguided impression that I have no life. I'm like "err, I read. And watch TV, on occasion, but TV tends to suck on the weekends. And get on the computer." And she's like "You don't go out with your friends? I don't see why you wouldn't want to drive," and I'm all "Well, I don't go out with my friends. I don't go anywhere I need driven to overly much save maybe mock trial, for which I have driving friends and work, for which I have driving parents. Not like I date or anything." And she looks at me like 'Yeah, you kinda worry me because you're rather pathetic.' And I'm like "Yeah, I know." Everybody thinks you've got to drive, go to parties on the weekends, and date to be a successful and well adjusted teenager. It's nuts.
Both because I am a whore and because the world needs more random pairings that my brain thinks are hot.
Yes, but you're my whore! *random suggestive attack nuzzle* And hot random pairings are sex.