"nice guys finish last. But come first ;)" - me
Okay ladies and gentlemen, its been a few months since I've managed to put in any effort to update this blog.
Shameful, true.
However, life has kept me busy. Which we all must admit is not a bad thing, since its actually called:
Having a Life.
School just starting up again, I have time to put in a couple of posts to this poorly managed blog thanks to yours truly.
I have many interesting summer stories to tell you with the summer anthem being: crazy, crazy, crazy
Yes.
My news as of late would have to be centered around B. A boy that I met recently at a bar.
Blonde, 5'11, blue eyes, not too fit, muscle wise, but nice enough
From what I remember, he was funny and sweet.
However, sadly enough, despite his obvious interest in the huntress (moi), the attraction balance fell heavily to his side.
I'm thinking, should I give this guy a chance? He's cute and all but there's no chemistry or initial attraction.
Now before you all go and judge me as superficial, take it back immediately.
I am a dork lover.
Repeat: I love dorks.
Yes.
If anyone bothers to scroll to my very first few points, one of my main contenders in the Boyfriend Hunt was one named Dorky guy (or something that may vary along those lines)
to get back to my point
I love dorks.
I was a dork myself.
Therefore, I have dork blood in me.
Hurrah.
Not to say that B was a dork in particular, but he was a nice guy with no particular edge to him.
Sadly, I'm not too sure of this one.
Friend category, anyone?
I just don't want to get his hopes up.
HELP
blah.
X until who knows
