Hehe just reading that heading makes me giggle like alittle school girl. Not that I giggle like a little school girl, its more of a reference, since I dont giggle like a school girl. If you hear of someone saying that I giggle like a little school girl, dont pay attention I giggle like a huge intimidating man.
My sister recently had a bit of a date with a guy that did'nt go so well. It started as he was a unrespecting smoker. When I say that I mean that he chain smoked in the car on a hour and half drive with my sister in the car that does not smoke, does not like smoke and it dries her eyes and makes her sneeze. (Her sneezes are kinda cute like a kittens, no not really she sneezes like an intimitading man, likeI do) So this date was'nt going well. So my sister pulled this card to play that I thought it was so damn wrong slash perfect slash hilarious. During conversation my sister mentions that she attends church every Sunday. The boy didnt do much relegiously and she knew that. When she was telling me the story herself I pooped myself...twice( in a very intimidating manly way). I thought that was a awesome play by my sister. If you ask me dating can be very much like a game, and she had the perfect play to tell the guy no, but in a way that was nice and he could not retort to. What are you going to say? 'Bullshit' I dont think so. Just nod and say 'Cool' Then I say back off my sister bro before I pull some nasty Kung Fu on your butt....yea I watch Kung Fu movies what are you gonna do huh? huh? yea whats up?
At this point I go into a huge production of Jet Li, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee moves that render the dude in a state pure intimidation of a huge man, because I giggle like one.
Roll credits...dont forget the school girl.
Car Bombs. Gotta love them. No Mom i'm not talking about putting a bomb in a car and whatching it go boom. For those of you that are unfortunate not to know of let alone enjoy the car bomb, this is what it consists of. Alchohol.
Oh, more specific, so picky shees. Okay, you start with a pint glass. Always a good start for shot. You fill it, but not all he way, like half way, so you dont really fill it, you just pour in till it goes oh...say half way up.
Now you can start the whole pshychological conversation. Is the glass half full or half empty. They say if you see the glass as half empty your a pessimist. If you see the glass as half full, yoru an optimist. Some of use are on a higher level and see a glass that needs to be emptied to make more room to make it more full. Now, if you ask me that is very optimisitc.
Oh yeah you fill it, but not so much, about half way, with Guiness. Then, you take a shot glass. You pour in a half ounce of Jamesons Whiskey, then you cap that off with a half ounce of Baileys. For those of you who know your math, or those of you who know how much a shot is technically, that is one ounce....one shot. Now is the fun part, but it can get complicated. So you and another maybe more are geared up to do this shot, but you are holding two glasses. Which one do you clink? Oh my. Click the big one, then drop the small one into the big one and go to town.
Yea Sounds gross and whatever you want to say. But it really does taste quite well. You will hear different people say it tastes different ways in different and sometimes lengthly explanations. Generally speaking you will find that if you complete the shot as intenended it tastes chocolately, coffe like and yet creamy. YUM. Dont ask me how I was never any good at Chemistry. All those letters and nummbers..pshhhh whatever! And whats this h2o crap, HA, I'd rather have water thank you.
Kate and I met up at my place today to cut away at some math. I'm happy to report I feel positive that we are making progress. I feel that she is or was one of those that looks very negetively on math since kid-stage so she gets fustrated easily with it. Which is very understandable, I get fustrated with the whole h2o thing, I just want water, I dont care what brand it is. Back to Kate for example she took this online lab test for her class here at my place, I didnt help her, I just whatched, and her first grade last week was 33%(yea ouch), and this time today she got a 67%(ouch yes but 200% better). There is one problem though. I feel that I'm not only trying to help her with her class but also just be able to hang with her, but sometimes I think that she feels the same way towards me. So now I worried that the fact that I think shes cool and a hottie(and yes she definately is) will jeoprdize my tutoring. What am I to do, meeting a great girl doing what I like.
And a side note: Is there such a thing as too many friends? I think there is, I only have so much time to appoint to keeping track of friends doings.
Another Side note: Posting here doesnt count as time, I'm just babbling, or is it babbeling? Or maybe talking with no direction, or maybe writting directionless? Or typing dodging Charlie who wants a little cuddling. Or.......
