Monday, July 13, 2009

Boyz II Men

This is something that has been on my mind lately, and I really have to get it off my chest. When will "Boys" become "Men"? I'm constantly in awe of how stupid guys can be when they only have sex on their mind. I understand, that's normal, but there's a difference of how you approach it.

Let me spell this out for you dumb boys who don't seem to understand.

-Girls want to be woo-ed. I'm sure this is difficult to get. Girls want to go on dates and snuggle, and for you to whisper really corny romantic things. They want the flowers and for you to randomly check up on us [not every five minutes!] and ask how they're doing.

I can ALWAYS tell the assholes from the nice guys by one crucial thing. They talk about themselves and sex. If a guy doesn't ask you one single question outside of the things he can read on your myspace page, then he's NOT interested in you. He's interested in your body. And that's it.

The phrase 'nice guys finish last' is true and I know it sucks. Nice girls finish last too. I feel you there. I've been attracted to the bad boy, but the fact that they're not interested in me at all is such a turn off. What happened to the nice guy? Is he out there?

I am a nice girl. I'm funny, and I'm very smart. I'm the type of girl mothers adore, even the one's that hate everyone. I care about everything and I love too much, and that's what gets me into trouble. I want to be this perfect girl-friend, it's finding the perfect boy-friend is the hard part.
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Thursday, July 9, 2009

Letter to My 10 Year Old Self

So I across this video on youtube today and thought it was pretty interesting. It makes you sort of think, and so I thought I'd do one myself (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTtwhfodp7Y).

Dear Amanda,

I know this is strange, the future is sort of a scary place, but don't worry, you'll live to be at least twenty, and so far that's good.

Enjoy your time at the dance studio while you can. You might think you're going to be a ballerina but Miss Melissa will crush that dream when she finds out you have flat feet. She's not trying to be mean, but she's a fellow flat footer. Also, don't be such a klutz, I know, easier said than done, but take your time walking down the stairs.

When you finally discover musical theater, don't be such a nervous nelly at auditions. The directors think you're adorable and talented, but they want someone who can remember the lyrics to the song. Don't worry about getting a role, you're experience in the chorus is crucial. You'll be a leading lady eventually, and you won't even be nervous.

Stop crushing on every boy you meet. You don't have a chance. There are some boys who give you the time of day and when they do actually pay attention to those moments. If a boy asks you out, don't automatically say yes, there's more to life than having someone to walk you to class everyday. In the 10th grade you might date someone who's "bisexual" and then later they turn out to be gay. Don't worry, you didn't make him that way, you just didn't notice he was gay the entire time.

Just because your high school crush drops into your life at your 17th birthday party, doesn't mean you should automatically drop everything for him. He'll invite you over one night and never call again. When you see him a month later at the movie theater and you spent that time debating on throwing your bucket of popcorn on his head, do it. Revenge is sweet. That also goes with the friend from church you randomly pops into your life. You'll think he's a man but you soon realise he's nothing more than a boy and he'll only disapoint you.

When you get a Livejournal account, don't forget to give that link to Chris from church. And if you get someone from Idaho who's stalking you on there, don't worry, it's just Chris trying to flirt with you. You'll end up dating for a while, but if you break up, stay that way, going back and forth doesn't get you anywhere. Be his best friend but nothing more.

You'll meet this weird kid on your bus who lives in your neighborhood named Brian. Don't pick on him, he'll be one of your closest friends later.

You're really into NSYNC right now and think that the Backstreet Boys are stupid, but in three years you'll switch. Don't waste your money. You can always pirate they're music later.

You're little brother Michael is only a year old, enjoy him. You're parents aren't having anymore kids.

Senior prom sucked. Don't spend $300. Use the dress you wore last year and save that money. You'll need it later.

Speaking of money, don't spend money on guys who won't spend it back. You'll never see a return on that investment.

In the 7th grade you'll have the strong urge to by Bryan Enrsdorff a box of chocolates. Don't.

No matter how much they yell, you're parents love you and they're pretty awesome.

Just becasue you saw something on tv doesn't mean you should do it.

Don't worry about life so much. Study hard in school, try to pass algebra the first time, and get your liscense asap. Relax.

-20 year old Amanda.
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