Jul 30, 2007 10:05
Well, I woke up haggard ( can overweight people be haggard?) sore, (how does one get sore in bed ? (by themselves) achey. lonely, pitiful and coughing again.
Then I took one of those crazy quizzes on "your profile for love, relationships yadda yadda. (See former entry) and I discover that I am practically freaking perfect. "The Sonnet" is my cutesey label. I Think I'll go find my Morrisette cd and play "Ironic" all day.
I shouldn't take these quizzes, because if I am honest (I was this time) and I get a profile like above, it makes me sad that I can hardly walk and they NEVER ask if you have physical disabilities. I guess they don't want to mess with that tidy perfection image...
If I take one and I LIE (which I have done) oh pffffffffft, so have you....and I get agreat profile, then I feel sad, because their views of ME are fake. So that means the whole thing is meaningless....
WHICH I KNEW ALREADY. SO WHY BOTHER?
Well, a girl can dream,right?
"Isn't it ironic....?"