NEVER WORK WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND ON A SCHOOL PROJECT. I'm for serious. Don't do it. Why, you ask? Why thank you, I wouldn't mind expanding.
'Cause boys will be boys and you have to face, sooner or later, that your boy is NO DIFFERENT.
I'm used to working with friends on projects. GIRLfriends. Friends that are girls, that is XD. Anyway, they're all over proficient over-achievers and I'm kinda laid-back when it comes to some stuff(SOME stuff. Don't get the wrong idea). Projects, I'm laid-back about. I don't stress about work when I know I can get it done if I just clamp down(or I silently suffer XD). Anyway, so I'm used to letting them take the reins...I help when I'm needed. I hate partners anyway, I really perfer to work alone 'cause I'm a contol freak and I like things MY WAY DAMNIT. (Yes, I shop at the McDonald'sIsMyLife) Yeah, Ms. Hardhead ova hear. Hollah.
So, I'm doing research on Alexander Hamilton(gawd, that guy was a major jerk-off. A bastard coated bastard with bastard filling. Anyway), and I have some photocopied pages of information and I'm highlighting the valuble bits(thank you Konan for getting me addicted to that word, jeezums), and I look over to see what he's doing. How's he's helping. What he's contributing.
He was drawing a funny little mustache on a picture of Alexander Hamilton. And you know what? I laughed. Then I contributed to the desecration of the jackass and it felt good. But this is not my point.
There's not much that Nick- or any guy- can take very seriously. In other words, even though he's a good student and pretty mature for, ya know, a dude- if I'm looking for perfection on this, I'm on my own. If I take it too seriously he'll just joke and tell me to relax. I've seen it in action before. He does it to Sam all the time. I think maybe I know why it pisses her off. Because right now I'm amused. But I don't know about the soon to be future.
Hehe....I just ranted about something totally stoopid(<-----I say it like that because I think New York accents are funny and because so many people love when I say it now that I could make money off of that one stoopid little word). Forgive me I you just bothered to read all of that. Really. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.
On an interesting ending note: I KEEP STUBBING MY IN-GROWN TOE-NAIL!!!! Why can't I ever stub the foot without the in-grown toe, eh? (because it's in your leading foot, dumbass) I'm mean, c'mon. That shit hurts like a mofo with wings(wtf) and I need that toe for tap dancing(a rapataptap sound effects wft??)
Okei, I really gotta lessen up on the advil. I'm so tired I appear to be dizzy with feverish excitement. 8D whoa that sounded sexual......
^_____^ Neh.
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