I have never stressed the fact that I'm weird. I AM weird, but I am not special. There is a difference. I think everyone have their little quirks, and that may make them weird in certain ways. To say that someone is special, is denoting a certain significance to that person, and I am anything but significant, to myself or to others. I am so dispensible, you see, that to say I am special is almost blasphemous to other "special" ones.
But then again, who made the connection between being weird and being special? Me. That is very conceited of me, I'll admit.
My weirdness comes through my taste in the opposite sex. I like them weird, like me, what can I say? A guy can be all tall and dark and handsome, but if we don't have anything in common, it's not gonna happen. It's not like I am picky, because is it really asking too much for a guy to share the same interests as I do? I don't think so. I am sure there are many average-looking guys who like Nirvana, Queen, Haruki Murakami, Takashi Kishimoto, Takeshi Obata (last two are mangakas, shonen comic mangakas... I am really not asking for much here). And television, I love television, my guy has to like tv too. But yeah, I have yet to find that one person who likes tv... sigh.
What's going on in this world?????? Don't we love tv anymore? Especially cheesy programs like America's Next Top Model and American Idol????? Sigh.
Looks-wise I'm normal. I like them hot. I like them with sexy lips and broad shoulders. And a nice butt too. But you see those guys you would expect them to have a girlfriend who has long hair and sexy lips and c-cups, and sadly I am none of the above. Whew. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I had c-cups. Haha.
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I really want to know what one can do with c-cups...
Yet to discover goodness of dvd. Like someone said before, why would I want to watch something that you cut out in the first place?
then again...
miss c :)
oh my, is that what the c stands for...? (cold joke ... )
we always don't get what we want
which seems to be the moral of the story
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