Skanks and Hotties.
So this past week was totally packed. In between working 12+ hours a day M-Th I managed to see two movies, eat out with friends almost every night, and get three phone numbers; two I will keep. I've decided to split the synopsisies (wordsmithism) of this post into two sections: The Good, and The Bad.
The GOOD:
Batman Begins! It was a terribly awesome movie, with excellent actors, great writing, well developed characters, and multiple villains, one which was quite scary.
I give it a 9.5 out of 10.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith! It was good, Brad Pitt was quite hilarious. Twice! Other than that, it had a few other good points, but it was mostly the Chemistry b/w Brad and Angelina Jolie (whom I hate).
I give it a 7.75 out of 10 because it just doesn't deserve an 8.
I've been doing these social excersizes that I made up to get over my self prescribed Agoraphobia. So far because of it, I have gotten three phone numbers, one of which I really wanted, and one of which I took to get out of a scary situation with a nasty smelling ugly drunk chick.
I saw this girl, real cute, down at Barnes and Noble. She was reading a book about a either a Russian or French school girl who smoked or something - shit who cares what she was reading, it didn't interest me in the least, but I didn't let that stop me from using it as a conversation starter. I had a hot chocolate, and she had some sort of apple drink, after I invited her to coffee at B & N's in store coffee shop. I was a little nervous, seeing as I'm still getting over my social anxiety, but she was way nervous. I concluded this after seeing her hands shake. So I got her number and left before things got weird. I'm going to call her monday. Did I meantion that she was hot - and a pre med major!!!
The BAD:
Thats when I decided to go to Barley's. They had a pool room/bar upstairs, but all the pool tables were takin, so I decided to try and mooch off of someone elses. I picked the only girls in the joint, and charmed my way into playing against them. They were slightly intoxicated and like 1 of them was mildly attractive. The ugliest, smelliest (rotting flesh smell), chick kept trying her charm out on me, but I find it terribly hard to be mean, and I wanted to play pool, so I just stayed pleasant. Next thing I know she is picking shit out of my teeth with her finger nails. I was like, I gotta get the hell outta here. So I tried to leave, but she wanted to exchange numbers, I really didn't want to, but I have a serious problem being mean and starting a scene. It made my fucking stomach hurt for real, so I gave her a fake number.
Then I had my roomate preach at me, *not curtis*. First of all I don't like Holier than thou's. Nothing urks me more than someone who thinks they are better than you, or that thinks someone else is going to hell, like they are God themself up on high judging someone on who they "THINK" they are. I about punched that asshole in the face, but instead I bottled it up.
The Ending:
I got 3 phone numbers, a stomach ulcer, and an unbelievably lower view of all people that go to Bob Jones University.
The GOOD:
Batman Begins! It was a terribly awesome movie, with excellent actors, great writing, well developed characters, and multiple villains, one which was quite scary.
I give it a 9.5 out of 10.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith! It was good, Brad Pitt was quite hilarious. Twice! Other than that, it had a few other good points, but it was mostly the Chemistry b/w Brad and Angelina Jolie (whom I hate).
I give it a 7.75 out of 10 because it just doesn't deserve an 8.
I've been doing these social excersizes that I made up to get over my self prescribed Agoraphobia. So far because of it, I have gotten three phone numbers, one of which I really wanted, and one of which I took to get out of a scary situation with a nasty smelling ugly drunk chick.
I saw this girl, real cute, down at Barnes and Noble. She was reading a book about a either a Russian or French school girl who smoked or something - shit who cares what she was reading, it didn't interest me in the least, but I didn't let that stop me from using it as a conversation starter. I had a hot chocolate, and she had some sort of apple drink, after I invited her to coffee at B & N's in store coffee shop. I was a little nervous, seeing as I'm still getting over my social anxiety, but she was way nervous. I concluded this after seeing her hands shake. So I got her number and left before things got weird. I'm going to call her monday. Did I meantion that she was hot - and a pre med major!!!
The BAD:
Thats when I decided to go to Barley's. They had a pool room/bar upstairs, but all the pool tables were takin, so I decided to try and mooch off of someone elses. I picked the only girls in the joint, and charmed my way into playing against them. They were slightly intoxicated and like 1 of them was mildly attractive. The ugliest, smelliest (rotting flesh smell), chick kept trying her charm out on me, but I find it terribly hard to be mean, and I wanted to play pool, so I just stayed pleasant. Next thing I know she is picking shit out of my teeth with her finger nails. I was like, I gotta get the hell outta here. So I tried to leave, but she wanted to exchange numbers, I really didn't want to, but I have a serious problem being mean and starting a scene. It made my fucking stomach hurt for real, so I gave her a fake number.
Then I had my roomate preach at me, *not curtis*. First of all I don't like Holier than thou's. Nothing urks me more than someone who thinks they are better than you, or that thinks someone else is going to hell, like they are God themself up on high judging someone on who they "THINK" they are. I about punched that asshole in the face, but instead I bottled it up.
The Ending:
I got 3 phone numbers, a stomach ulcer, and an unbelievably lower view of all people that go to Bob Jones University.