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I'm a hybrid. Knowledgable of a lot of things, but master of nothing. Blerk. I swear I'm gonna drive myself out of the roof one of these days for doing too many things at "once" that I never seem to ever get done because I'm too stupid to estimate what's the damn limit. Reminds me of my old NE age, only with a lot less drive and passion in my work. Heck, I'm not even doing squat at NL anymore because I'm doing other miscellaneous crap at other places including WoW.
In my real life, I feel really hesitant to sit with one of my guy friends now. I've got the freshmen snickering and asking me if I'm dating him. Ugh. -rolls eyes- Gah, I hate my school for being so simple-minded, but then again maybe it's a good thing that they are being obnoxious. It tells me a lot of things, but then again it depends on interpretation. No use contemplating on it. Though sometimes, I wish I was a guy because I can't seem to be able to converse/mess with the guys because of my gender. The same actions that I've seen other guys do to their guy friends (sissy punching over a stupid insult), I've sometimes done. Seems that everytime I do it though (with a serious, pouting face), people misunderstand it as flirting. So, that sometimes makes me wonder if people think boys are attracted to each other because they are irritated and they punch as a physical retort.
Speaking of flirting, why are the teenagers in my school so anxious to get a boyfriend/girlfriend?! When the girl asked us if we were dating, we both automatically shouted, "No!" Hell, I'm not even damn close to being interested in the entire concept of high school "dating" simply because a majority of the people treat it as a materialistic item. "Oh, Dolly, I have a new boyfriend. He's sooooo cute." < WTF? Reminds me of a teddy bear reviewing commentary. Even if the people do treat it seriously, there's always the possibility of arguments reoccuring and the aftermath of the entire compromising conclusion. Some people break up after one argument in my school, which is kinda absurd in my humble opinion. If a high/middle school couple actually gets married, I'll send my mom's BBQ pork to them (probably won't send them because they are damn yummy).
Well, I've got to do catch up on 2 days of history homework and draw some diagrams and study for my Chemistry test. Why didn't I go to sleep early so I could do this so much more focused?
In my real life, I feel really hesitant to sit with one of my guy friends now. I've got the freshmen snickering and asking me if I'm dating him. Ugh. -rolls eyes- Gah, I hate my school for being so simple-minded, but then again maybe it's a good thing that they are being obnoxious. It tells me a lot of things, but then again it depends on interpretation. No use contemplating on it. Though sometimes, I wish I was a guy because I can't seem to be able to converse/mess with the guys because of my gender. The same actions that I've seen other guys do to their guy friends (sissy punching over a stupid insult), I've sometimes done. Seems that everytime I do it though (with a serious, pouting face), people misunderstand it as flirting. So, that sometimes makes me wonder if people think boys are attracted to each other because they are irritated and they punch as a physical retort.
Speaking of flirting, why are the teenagers in my school so anxious to get a boyfriend/girlfriend?! When the girl asked us if we were dating, we both automatically shouted, "No!" Hell, I'm not even damn close to being interested in the entire concept of high school "dating" simply because a majority of the people treat it as a materialistic item. "Oh, Dolly, I have a new boyfriend. He's sooooo cute." < WTF? Reminds me of a teddy bear reviewing commentary. Even if the people do treat it seriously, there's always the possibility of arguments reoccuring and the aftermath of the entire compromising conclusion. Some people break up after one argument in my school, which is kinda absurd in my humble opinion. If a high/middle school couple actually gets married, I'll send my mom's BBQ pork to them (probably won't send them because they are damn yummy).
Well, I've got to do catch up on 2 days of history homework and draw some diagrams and study for my Chemistry test. Why didn't I go to sleep early so I could do this so much more focused?