Blah. I was thinking, and then, all the sudden, I was looking at the white blogger box, and I started typing. Don't ask me how these things happen. I'ma change the color scheme again, too. This was a mistake, it's too pale.

1) I am not a very forgiving person. Nor am I a very patient person, which I understand is a bad look but I don't really care. Fact of the matter is, if you tell me you're going to do something, and you don't do it, I no longer trust you. This only has to happen once, that's it, I'm through. And if you tell me you're going to do something, and don't, and we've established that I no longer trust you, then I don't want to continue talking to you. Fuck you. You had your chance. Go find somebody else to bother.

2) I'm naturally nosy. I want to know everything. I have a good memory. Once I know something, I tend to remember it. That does not make you special. Just because I asked you your birthday, and then remembered your birthday, even though we haven't talked in a while, does not mean I've been harboring romantic feelings for you since the last time we spoke. Grow the fuck up, like seriously? Just because I read your blog once does not mean I want to "jock your style". Are we being forreal right now? Who jocks somebody's blog style? Who? Please tell me, so I can go point and laugh.

3) I'm scared to death of that damn L word. So, let's say...we've been talking, you know, for a while, and you've decided that you want to throw the L word out. You will be all by yourself professing that shit. I will tell you that I care about you, and that you're important to me, but the L word? No sir. I don't do that. The L word is a thing that happens years in the making for me, if it ever happens at all.

4) I very rarely say what I'm actually thinking, because I don't trust you. Not like, in the I think you'll do me dirty if I tell you kind of way, not at all. I don't trust you to understand, or, I don't trust you take it the right way, or I don't trust you to look at me the same way. Mostly, I'm an intellectual snob and I figure if I told you what I was really thinking, you'd be afraid of my intelligence and not talk to me anymore. Which is fucked up on a multitude of levels, I'm aware. I overestimate myself and underestimate the majority of people that I talk to (there are three people to which this does not apply. Guess).

That's all I'm going to say for now. I might do more later though. I officially stopped watching the baby yesterday, so I get to go back to my regular boring ass life now. I'll be with Monica all this weekend. I get my new phone next week. I decided to go with the BlackBerry Bold [ click it ]. Then the week after that I start school, and the week after that I go back to work. Yeah, I'm feeling good about that. Anyways.

Till Next Time,
-A. (who holds no relation to the infamous -AdV)