I used to have a crush on someone and called him “question mark” while my friend called her crush “exclamation point”.
Now I just call my boyfriend “Juli”. lol
lmfao h-kun
i am so original just using the first letter of his first name~*~
Well, we used to call Andrew JD, but I don’t really like him anymore.
Stephanie used to have crush on Kyle. I dubbed him “The Situation”.But I don’t have a codename
Michael Scarn. Sometimes just “Scarn”…
Operation Texas Hammer. Seriously. :D
It’s where I’m a totally rude to women. Funny, confident.. but rude. And often cocky, but that goes with it.
No worries. I’ll switch back to cool-nice-funny Karsten in like a week. But I gotta say, being jerk-funny is a blast. Judging by the attention I’m getting from them, I feel like I’m a hit with them. Girls too snobby to make eye contact with me before are having me walk them to sixth period, all cause I call them out on the bitchy shit they do. I guess it goes to show that high school girls want nothing more than a nice douchebag to spend time and money on them and tell them how gorgeous they are and whisper them sweet nothings in gotdamn drive-in movie theater on Double Feature Night.
This is Seguin High School. Being nice is an art seldom appreciated. And I’d like to be on the winning team for once.
I’m in a situation.
I keep thinking that there is no way to convey my feelings in words, that the situation I’m in is totally unique and that the conflicts and crushing spells of self-doubt I’m facing are all-new to our species.
But I shouldn’t lie to myself like this.
I know she’s quiet and selective with who she talks to. I know she knows how ridiculously gorgeous she is. I know she knows that guys fall prey to her all-powerful charm more often than most other girls at the school.
Fuck it. I gotta grow a pair. I gotta do this.
