Diamonds are a girl's best friend.
I'm reading Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, by Anita Loos, and whose "kissing your hand may make you feel very very good but a diamond and safire bracelet lasts forever" have catapulted Marilyn Monroe and the song "diamonds are a girl's bestfriend" into a classic. As I'm reading it, I'm wondering if I ever knew a girl who was so superficial and ignorant at the same time.
Naturally, I thought of myself.
And I hope against hope that I never ever end up like her. Dang.. I read half the book and I have yet to figure out her name.... oh wait! here we go: Lorelai Lee. No but really.... it's a good thing I"m not involved in a welcoming committee or anything cuz I always ask the same newcomers what their names are over and over again. Just yesterday, I asked a guy what his name was, and he was like.. "I've been coming here for a month.." Fiddlesticks! hM~ I wonder if using "fiddlesticks" is bad since it's kind of like a replacement for "dang it" which is a replacement for "damn it" and so on... Then where do we draw that line? I say "Oh mY" a lot, but that's insinuating that I'm just cutting short "Oh My -O-." This gets confusing.
Anyhow, I have a paper to write, but here I am listening to lifehouse, wishing it was Casting Crowns. My away message says "studying so that I could do something fun tomorrow =)" but really I'm journaling, had 5 hershey kisses, sucking away on those valentine's hearts, and slurping on punch. I'm actually trying to enjoy every last drop of that punch because it's my roommate's punch, and I poured myself just a cup and am trying to keep myselffrom drinking the whole thing. I only have water and milk to drink at the apt, so when someone brings punch, I treasure every last bit.
Anyways, Anita Loos wrote "gentlemen prefer blondes" but also a sequel "But gentlemen marry brunettes." =T hmmm. I guess that kind of goes along with girls who like bad boys but end up with the "safe" ones. Resources vs. physical attraction. It's really all explained from the evolutionary perspective. Since according to evolutionary theory, even our preferences are adapted and inherited. I saw a dead possum on the street yesterday and thought... "he's genes are definitely not getting passed on! His progeny will probably be bad at crossing streets also anyways..." Maybe this is the 21-year-old in me talking, but so I THOUGHT I could "settle" in terms of as long as my future somebody is stable financially and we get along, I could marry him, but now I'm thinking... I don't think so. I think I figured out myself, and I finally specified what I want in a guy. Not that I want the "bad boy," but I definitely don't want the boring "safe" one. For now. Who knows. I'm only 21. I'm impetuous. I'm always figuring out things about myself.
Speaking of boys, so I thought it almost impossible to have platonic relationships with boys. As of late, boys have been so irritating and I don't know why. I'm so weird. Weirderer: I could care less. To the point of: boys = raspberrries. But 2 friends have proved me wronG: my Prolit friend and my old, very old, high school friend. Relationships are so complicated. But those 2 friends of mine have simplified "-ships" for me and I have become less irritable. I guess I have them to thank, then. =) Thanks Oli and Scott. For being my friend!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My roommate did the CUTEST thing today: she heard rain and exclaimed, Is that rain? or something along those lines. I said I guess, I dont know. But she HAD to know for some reason, I guess, cuz she grabbed our window curtain-thing, separated, and peered out like a little girl who had to have her curiosity satisfied. Child-like heart. So sweet.
Lastly, I dont want a diamond ring if I am proposed to. I'd rather have my boyfriend save that money in preparation for my castle. Having a castle is much more important and necessary to me than a diamond ring that I probably won't even wear, like many wives I know now. Besides, just having a gold band is so much more practical. HmM~ So if "diamonds are a girl's best friend," what is my best friend? Materialistically speaking? "sunbursts and marble halls."
Naturally, I thought of myself.
And I hope against hope that I never ever end up like her. Dang.. I read half the book and I have yet to figure out her name.... oh wait! here we go: Lorelai Lee. No but really.... it's a good thing I"m not involved in a welcoming committee or anything cuz I always ask the same newcomers what their names are over and over again. Just yesterday, I asked a guy what his name was, and he was like.. "I've been coming here for a month.." Fiddlesticks! hM~ I wonder if using "fiddlesticks" is bad since it's kind of like a replacement for "dang it" which is a replacement for "damn it" and so on... Then where do we draw that line? I say "Oh mY" a lot, but that's insinuating that I'm just cutting short "Oh My -O-." This gets confusing.
Anyhow, I have a paper to write, but here I am listening to lifehouse, wishing it was Casting Crowns. My away message says "studying so that I could do something fun tomorrow =)" but really I'm journaling, had 5 hershey kisses, sucking away on those valentine's hearts, and slurping on punch. I'm actually trying to enjoy every last drop of that punch because it's my roommate's punch, and I poured myself just a cup and am trying to keep myselffrom drinking the whole thing. I only have water and milk to drink at the apt, so when someone brings punch, I treasure every last bit.
Anyways, Anita Loos wrote "gentlemen prefer blondes" but also a sequel "But gentlemen marry brunettes." =T hmmm. I guess that kind of goes along with girls who like bad boys but end up with the "safe" ones. Resources vs. physical attraction. It's really all explained from the evolutionary perspective. Since according to evolutionary theory, even our preferences are adapted and inherited. I saw a dead possum on the street yesterday and thought... "he's genes are definitely not getting passed on! His progeny will probably be bad at crossing streets also anyways..." Maybe this is the 21-year-old in me talking, but so I THOUGHT I could "settle" in terms of as long as my future somebody is stable financially and we get along, I could marry him, but now I'm thinking... I don't think so. I think I figured out myself, and I finally specified what I want in a guy. Not that I want the "bad boy," but I definitely don't want the boring "safe" one. For now. Who knows. I'm only 21. I'm impetuous. I'm always figuring out things about myself.
Speaking of boys, so I thought it almost impossible to have platonic relationships with boys. As of late, boys have been so irritating and I don't know why. I'm so weird. Weirderer: I could care less. To the point of: boys = raspberrries. But 2 friends have proved me wronG: my Prolit friend and my old, very old, high school friend. Relationships are so complicated. But those 2 friends of mine have simplified "-ships" for me and I have become less irritable. I guess I have them to thank, then. =) Thanks Oli and Scott. For being my friend!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My roommate did the CUTEST thing today: she heard rain and exclaimed, Is that rain? or something along those lines. I said I guess, I dont know. But she HAD to know for some reason, I guess, cuz she grabbed our window curtain-thing, separated, and peered out like a little girl who had to have her curiosity satisfied. Child-like heart. So sweet.
Lastly, I dont want a diamond ring if I am proposed to. I'd rather have my boyfriend save that money in preparation for my castle. Having a castle is much more important and necessary to me than a diamond ring that I probably won't even wear, like many wives I know now. Besides, just having a gold band is so much more practical. HmM~ So if "diamonds are a girl's best friend," what is my best friend? Materialistically speaking? "sunbursts and marble halls."