Blog Address Change

Attention followers!

I'm changing my blog address to: http://squidluuu.blogspot.com/

All posts and comments will be imported to the new blog, and all my posts will be there from now on.

I will delete this blog after a few days.

Thanks :)

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Losing It

I think I'm slowly losing interest in Mr. Smiles. (If you don't know who I am talking about, you should go back to the October entry titled "Mr. Smiles." You should also probably read "Rocket Science.")

Perhaps part of the reason I was so obsessed was because he was mysterious. I can't help but be curious about the unknown.

But now that I've unraveled the mystery the slightest bit, I find that I am no longer eager to know more.

Oh, I will always look upon his smile and think that it's gorgeous--there's no doubt about that--but I won't let my heart stop at the sight of it.

Life goes on.

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You Can Look But You Can't Touch

Our class went to see a museum exhibit today, and I couldn't bring myself to stand near him. I tried to stay as far away from him as possible.

And I have no freaking clue why.

Maybe it's because he makes me nervous. And I felt like he was looking at me. Like, when he came into the room where we all put our backpacks, I felt like he was staring at me. And even while we were walking around looking at all the ancient artifacts, I thought he kept glancing over at me.

Or maybe this is all in my head, which really wouldn't be surprising.

This is making me so frustrated. Why can't I just act normal around guys?

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Boy-Watch Lingo

Okay, I am officially making boy-watching a sport now. And all official sports must have written rules, so here we go--the cardinal rules for boy-watching.

Rule #1:
Be discreet. DO NOT be caught boy-watching by the person/people you are ogling. Wear sunglasses if you must.

Rule #2:
You may never refer to the person you are watching by their actual name or any nickname that is easily decipherable by the public, and especially not the person being watched. Hence, Rule #3.

Rule #3:
Persons being watched should have bizarre/obscure nicknames. The more bizzare/obscure, the better.

For example, my favourite boy-watching target is called "Mona." This comes from Mona Lisa, which is referring to his Mona Lisa smile. No one would ever be able to guess this.

Hint: giving this person a girl's name is a good idea.

Rule #4:
Speak the lingo.

You should never say, "He's the one in the blue stripes." It would be much better to say, "Sky tiger." Concise, yet descriptive. Abbreviations are your friends.

Here are some words that you may want to use:
Tiger=stripes
Cheetah=polka dots (although I don't think guys wear polka dots?)
Mad=plaid
Paul/Jack=something that a stereotypical lumberjack would wear; red & black plaid/checkered
Ralph=polo shirt
Zippy/Z=zip up sweatshirt/a sweatshirt
BD=button down shirt
Earl=t-shirt
Knit=sweater/long-sleeved shirt
Machines=jeans
Max=slacks
Marilyn=blond hair
Hershey=brown hair
Night=black hair/dark hair
Rose=red hair
Jimmy=skinny person
Half-full=slightly chubby person
Lemon Squeezy/Lemon=chubby person
Eiffel=tall person
Briefs=short person
Pisa=leaning/slouching
Parked=standing
Duck=sitting
On the Ringer=talking on the phone

Colours (basically, anything that is commonly perceived to be that colour):

Bloody=red
Pumpkin=orange
Banana=yellow
Grass=green
Sky=blue
Grape=purple
Cheeks=pink
Wood=brown
Sharpie=black

etc, etc.

Miscellaneous:
Apple=someone you're interested in
Venus=girl
Mars=guy
Lambda=gay
Buried Treasure/Sunken Ship=ex-boyfriend/someone you've slept with

So here's an example of how I might describe Mona to my friend: "Mona's the Eiffel Marilyn in the Bloody Tiger Ralph and Machines. He's Parked next to that Jimmy Venus who's On the Ringer. Definitely an Apple."

Okay, so that's kind of ridiculous, but it's loads of fun.

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