so i have to accept the fact that i'm a nerd
you may think i'm tres cosmopolitan. savy. stylish. smart. and just plain cool. you do think those things, right? come on! i've tried so hard to exude my coolness to all of you. it has to have worked on somebody, yes? well, i'm starting to come to the realization that i am, in fact, a total nerd.
in a conversation with digi, admitted to him that i keep my creme brulee torch in my room, thinking that i could use it as a weapon if i wanted to. i'm retarded.
i took a geek test and was dissapointed that i didn't do well.
have the hugest crush on a tech boy (yes, boy. he doesn't look a day over 21 and i'm probably being generous) who works at the computer tech booth in my library. this may be an indication that i'm just spending too much damn time here and am starting to become delusional. but, i have to say, for a computer geek...he def. knows how to wear his jeans. it's kind of hot. [slapping own hand] stop it!
i'm a stalker. if i were more celebrity-like, i think i'd be too cool to bother.
i like show tunes. that's a lie. i love show tunes.
i'm stopping here because i've embarrassed myself enough, but the list is endless...