Monday, December 07, 2009

Every me and every you, every meeeeeee - e

My hair looks hot wet. Think about it when you go to bed tonight.

Why is fashion so ridiculous? Here I am, looking at my Cosmopolitan, and once the model in the photo must pull of a smart, geek, nerdy look, she pulls out her thick, massive, black pair of glasses? It's silly. Not all geeks, nerds and smart people wear glasses. Look and Kevin Rudd and John Howard... okay, bad examples, for two reasons. Smart? No glasses? I don't know what I was thinking.

I remember when I first put on my pair of glasses, everyone complimented me for looking smart. So maybe glasses do work. Although, I still believe it's to an extent. How will big, chunky, black brimmed glasses pull of a hot, smart, nerdy look? It shouldn't be fashion at all. I reckon the only type of glasses that make a person look smart and professional are ones that actually suit them. Not some ridiculous cliche emplified by the media.

I wish I didn't have to wear glasses though. I blame my physical changes on the computer. So much of my teenage life has been wasted away looking at a computer that I can no longer use my eyes own their own to see far away. That's because I've been focusing on short distance for so long, that my eyes no longer work independantly when reading the Macca's menu. Sigh, I really wanted to know if a Deluxe Cheeseburger was really cheaper than a normal Cheeseburger, or if people were just joshing me. Because, why would a Deluxe cost less when it has more? Ridiculous.

But also, if I didn't waste my time typing 80wpm, I'd probably stop unintentionally cracking my knuckles. Did anyone think of this guy when I said knuckles?

Where does this girl get her awesome ideas for blog titles?
I heard they were just the lyric she just heard in the song she was playing just before she started writing her blog.
Oh really? That's amazing. I wish I was that smart. It must be her glasses.
Of course.

But your heart says no

Everyday I find myself checking, to see if my request has been listened to. Everyday, I feel the same disappointment. I cannot be bothered reminding you, but I hope that this is subtle enough for you to understand. It hurts me though, that the one time I really want you to do something, if the one time you don't listen. Or maybe you truly don't know how. Sigh. I'll stop being a whiney girl.

In other news, apparently it's weird that my ex boyfriend has an ex wife. Yea, he's three years older than me and we dated when I was fourteen. At eighteen he shagged a young lady, drunk, without a condom. This moment reminds me of Knocked Up. As the Christian he is, he married her before the baby was born, so it's not a bastard. Afterwards, they had a fall out, and got divorced just before he hit twenty. What a life.

He was the ex that cheated on me. Well, I was the affair, but I didn't know. We had been dating for three months until I met his actually girlfriend. It was very awkward. In the end, her and I became best friends for what lasted around two years.

I've started to notice that I've been in every position in relation to cheating. I've been the one who cheated, the one who was cheated on and the one they cheated with. I also came tor ealise that I've cheated on all my ex boyfriends and have never once thought about cheating on Rinsma. What does this mean? Have I finally grown up?

But I would love a single girl life during 18-21. Only so I can shag the people I meet at clubs, and never have to be committed. But I don't see that ever really happening.

Also, I've finished P.O.V.'s album cover, I just hope to God that they love it and is happy.