Unhealthy Obsession
So I am beginning to think I have and unhealthy obsession with Stargate. I mean who can blaim me? I'm up here in Rexburg, which means there isn't much to do in the first place, coupled with the fact that it is winter so you can't really leave your apartment or anything means there is not much to do outside of school and homework. But no worries I shall be over it soon...maybe. Okay actually the only good news is that Dancing with the Stars starts soon. Speaking of I should probably get my butt in gear and learn my ballroom routines since we preform all of them in like 2 weeks yikes. Wow that kind of bites, I need to learn how to be gansta' and graceful in two weeks, it really is unfortunate that I trip over lines painted on the floor.
So I have this roomate... and she has a boy-toy because he quite literally has become a toy. Their relationship is so indescribable that it isn't even funny but she totes him around like a toy, macks on him, cuddles constantly, goes on dates with him and claims their not going out but they are more then friends. Say what? And I don't think she has figured out that the whining is starting to annoy not him but her roomates that have to listen to all of that non stop nonsense. This poor kid I don't know why he puts up with this nonsense, he is a cool kid and I can't understand why he tolerates it. We only put up with it because the only room that we can get the internet happens to be the only room he can be in. Karma, yeah.
Maybe that is what I will ask my friend Matt. Matt is my resident experts on guys, because he is well, a guy, shocker. But he seems to be willing to let me in on all of the secrets of the male mind...not that it is that complex mind you, but there are some interesting little quirks. Mostly I just get the "Why do chicks do this" questions and then I get the "why guys don't understand whatever it is that chicks do" response. Its a great exchange actually, (My roomate just walked in the door and seriously girl, I did not need to hear what you and boy toy were doing on the doorstep thank you, i didn't ask for a reason) he tells me all of the things that guys don't like and I tell him nothing. I get a great laugh and he gets nothing. 'Cause seriously look at me, I can't even begin to understand the mysteries of girls. For crying out loud, I am a girl, I live with 5 other girls every semester, I coach girls, I play softball with girls. But then again this is me we are talking about and I really have no idea about girls, i just know how to make them mad. I am useless when it comes to answering or even attempting to answer any question regarding the female mind.
Well this is becoming a novel so I'm going to sign off
So I have this roomate... and she has a boy-toy because he quite literally has become a toy. Their relationship is so indescribable that it isn't even funny but she totes him around like a toy, macks on him, cuddles constantly, goes on dates with him and claims their not going out but they are more then friends. Say what? And I don't think she has figured out that the whining is starting to annoy not him but her roomates that have to listen to all of that non stop nonsense. This poor kid I don't know why he puts up with this nonsense, he is a cool kid and I can't understand why he tolerates it. We only put up with it because the only room that we can get the internet happens to be the only room he can be in. Karma, yeah.
Maybe that is what I will ask my friend Matt. Matt is my resident experts on guys, because he is well, a guy, shocker. But he seems to be willing to let me in on all of the secrets of the male mind...not that it is that complex mind you, but there are some interesting little quirks. Mostly I just get the "Why do chicks do this" questions and then I get the "why guys don't understand whatever it is that chicks do" response. Its a great exchange actually, (My roomate just walked in the door and seriously girl, I did not need to hear what you and boy toy were doing on the doorstep thank you, i didn't ask for a reason) he tells me all of the things that guys don't like and I tell him nothing. I get a great laugh and he gets nothing. 'Cause seriously look at me, I can't even begin to understand the mysteries of girls. For crying out loud, I am a girl, I live with 5 other girls every semester, I coach girls, I play softball with girls. But then again this is me we are talking about and I really have no idea about girls, i just know how to make them mad. I am useless when it comes to answering or even attempting to answer any question regarding the female mind.
Well this is becoming a novel so I'm going to sign off