In The Midnight Hour, She Cried More, More, More...
Someone posted this in ucberkeley:
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, [You should be no less than a fucking goddess]
who calls you back when you hang up on him, [That goes without saying]
who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. [Can you say psycho?]
Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, [A kiss on the lips is much better]
who wants to show you off to the world [Again, another given]
when you are in your sweats, [NO! Explanation further down]
who holds your hand in front of his friends, [He better hold your hand]
who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. [He's sweet, but also a liar]
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you
of how much he cares about you
and how lucky he is to have you. [And he'll never get anything better]
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her." [Well, who else would you be?]
Although it's not at all remotely associated with Berkeley, I found it is perfect for my undying cynicism and I just couldn't help posting my opinions on this. =D
This is the sort of shit that is written to make girls go "Awwww!" I know, because that was my first reaction to it... and then I came to my senses. On first glance, this seems like the perfect guy. The "one." <3 Okay, now you're either swooning or gagging, precisely what I was going for.
Immediately, girls who have dated assholes would say that this guy simply does not exist. And they are right, in a sense. He doesn't exist because the girls who date assholes are drawn to ASSHOLES and can see nothing but ASSHOLES. A harsh reality, but somebody's got to point it out.
To the other set of girls out there, this guy does exist, but he is one of the most annoying creatures in the world. One doesn't want to date him, she wants to dream about him. Because the best part of a fantasy is that it stays a fantasy. If it were a reality, it would suck, annoy you, or be completely hokey. I mean, come on, who really wants to be told how fucking special they are?
And the shit about showing you off to the world just shows a complete disregard for your feelings of appearance. I certainly wouldn't want to be shown off looking like utter shit. That is just mean.
Okay, that was fun. Back to reading stuff that I have no hope of understanding. I'd like to end this with a little bit of love for an old man. No, I'm not talking about you, I'm referring to Billy Idol. Hottness... oh yes! Toodles!
Wisdom of the Day
"It's nice being importance, but it's more important to be nice" --Gideon Yago
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, [You should be no less than a fucking goddess]
who calls you back when you hang up on him, [That goes without saying]
who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. [Can you say psycho?]
Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, [A kiss on the lips is much better]
who wants to show you off to the world [Again, another given]
when you are in your sweats, [NO! Explanation further down]
who holds your hand in front of his friends, [He better hold your hand]
who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. [He's sweet, but also a liar]
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you
of how much he cares about you
and how lucky he is to have you. [And he'll never get anything better]
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her." [Well, who else would you be?]
Although it's not at all remotely associated with Berkeley, I found it is perfect for my undying cynicism and I just couldn't help posting my opinions on this. =D
This is the sort of shit that is written to make girls go "Awwww!" I know, because that was my first reaction to it... and then I came to my senses. On first glance, this seems like the perfect guy. The "one." <3 Okay, now you're either swooning or gagging, precisely what I was going for.
Immediately, girls who have dated assholes would say that this guy simply does not exist. And they are right, in a sense. He doesn't exist because the girls who date assholes are drawn to ASSHOLES and can see nothing but ASSHOLES. A harsh reality, but somebody's got to point it out.
To the other set of girls out there, this guy does exist, but he is one of the most annoying creatures in the world. One doesn't want to date him, she wants to dream about him. Because the best part of a fantasy is that it stays a fantasy. If it were a reality, it would suck, annoy you, or be completely hokey. I mean, come on, who really wants to be told how fucking special they are?
And the shit about showing you off to the world just shows a complete disregard for your feelings of appearance. I certainly wouldn't want to be shown off looking like utter shit. That is just mean.
Okay, that was fun. Back to reading stuff that I have no hope of understanding. I'd like to end this with a little bit of love for an old man. No, I'm not talking about you, I'm referring to Billy Idol. Hottness... oh yes! Toodles!
Wisdom of the Day
"It's nice being importance, but it's more important to be nice" --Gideon Yago