About: "I can scream as loud as anyone, but when asked to make a point I tend to whisper."
I'm really bad at describing myself...so, um. yeah. I have a blog that I refuse to admit is a blog, and you happen to be visiting it. This could eb considered the chronicles of the trials and tribulations of a restless teenage soul which cannot fulfill its debaucherous desires because it doesn't not have a driver's license, but that seems cliche. but so is my life.
regardless, while I would love to somehow profundly impact ypur life through devastating wit or poignant introspection, I also realize that's incredibly unlikely. That being said, I'd still like to hope that this little project can at least enable you in procrastinating and avoiding awkward real-life interaction.
so WELCOME! it's a pleasure to have you, and I sincerely hope you enjoy your stay.
about me's as done by others:
"I am really cool and smart and sometimes funny. Also I'm very pretty."-anon
The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I’m the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying.
“I hear some of you complaining “women always say they want a nice guy.” I know lots of women — I’m even related to a few — and I can’t say I’ve ever heard any of them say that. I can’t prove it, but this sounds like one of those things stand-up comedians say about women and everyone else just repeats. I’ve also never known a woman who cries when she breaks a nail — although I’ve known a few who swear like a 15-year-old sailor in jail — and I’ve never had a woman ask me if her outfit made her look fat unless she actually wanted and subsequently appreciated my opinion. So either I’ve stumbled upon a secret trove of women who aren’t passive-aggressive sob machines, or you need to stop mistaking Dane Cook routines for peer-reviewed sociological studies.”
—Lore Sjöberg, Alt Text: Taking Another Look at the Myth of the ‘Nice Guy’ (via thatkindofwoman)