Yo no soy marinero. Soy capitan

During lunch today we were talking about what our perfect boyfriend/girlfriend would be like.  Danny said that she just can't be a bitch to him. And Matt wouldn't tell us. Crissy said he has to be Italian, makes her laugh, doesn't play World of Warcraft, ummm other stuff too.  I said he has to like Dani but not enough to want to date her, polite, sweet, Oh and then the most important characteristic is wanting to give me hugs all the time  Crissy said it was funny the way I said it. *points to title of blog* He needs to actually like me. Needs to be taller than me. Smarter than me to make up for all my stupid moments. And make pancakes...because I don't know how to make them. And gives me Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches and hugs...because if that ain't love then I don't know what love is. There's other stuff too... Girls think about stuff like that when they're bored. And I learned today that boys just spin quarters...and play with tops when they're bored.

Basically all the girls were wondering what it's like to be a boy. And we were all asking questions.  So then I came up with "what kind of girls do you guys like?"  Oh and 36 C is the perfect bra size...I mean they're not too big and not too small. Even though some girls prefer to be a B cup. I dunno... Matt said that if a girl's chest is big enough to suffocate him then her chest is too big.  And Danny said he doesn't care. 

I saw a picture of a Harlequin Fetus... I'm going to have nightmares.  It was the scariest thing I saw in my whole entire life.  I hate you Ian...

ZOMFG! Dani wasn't here today and I missed her so much...