make a list of 43 reasons why you DON'T want to be my boyfriend

On a general scale most men are dog people(Oh you’re not? Well, thats nice. Then this doesn’t apply to you). But I? I am an ailurophile. A cat lover. Now, I do love all animals, and I love dogs too, but cats are by far my favorite animals(well, as well as llamas, penguins, and moose(s) XD Odd, I know.) So if you don’t like them, thats too fucking bad. I have two pet cats at home, and though through college I won’t have any, when I’m done living in dorms or a sorority I’ll probably bring my younger cat with me wherever I move. I love them.

Commitments that I’ve made ahead of everything. If I have a commitment(like cheerleading at a game, a choir competition, participating in a community service project, etc.) I will NOT back out of them for you. Even if its the only time I’ll get to see you in a month. Doesn’t matter. I’ll invite you to come to them, sure, but I won’t ditch them. My parents raised me with the belief that you don’t back out on things after you’ve dedicated yourself to them, and thats how I live. I’ve been told by a past guy or two that I seem selfish because I’m not putting them first when they’re putting me first. But I would never ask you to ditch out on something that you’re commited to so I expect you to give me the same respect.

Compare you to ex-boyfriends, but never on a ‘Who’s-Better-Than-Who’ scale. It will be more of how you’re different.

HOWEVER! I will constanty compare you to all the men that the girls always get in all my favorite novels. So sorry, but you have a lot to live up to, because in my experience, ‘Boys In Books Are Just Better’. Period. But hey, prove me wrong, please? It’ll be the only time I admit to being wrong too…

I am a fucking grammar-and-spelling-nazi(sorry if I’m not being PC and I offend anyone). I couldn’t remember how to spell ‘inadequate’ so I had to open up a new MicrosoftWord document just so I could spell it right. I hate when I spell or use words wrong, and I have a nasty habit of correcting other people when they do. I don’t write things in IM speak, and even though I usually can understand them I might not reply to them if you do, or I will continually ask you ‘WTF?’ because WTF, STFU, OMG, and LMAO">LOL are the only IM-Speak ‘words’ I will use. I refer to use ‘u’ as a substitute for ‘you’, or ‘r’ for a subtitute for ‘our’ and ‘are’, etc…

I also hate not using proper puncuation and grammar. Don’t even get me started. I’m kind of OCD.

The only exception to this rule? On my myspace I post random survey-bulletins with song lyrics as the subject. For example, a subject I used recently was ’.a.little.light.weight.lip.service..♥..lorene.drive.’ and I write them in that form with periods in the place of spaces and no capitals. The only other time I ever do that is when I comment my friend Julie, but thats because she’s Julie and she’s special so she gets her own commenting style.

So you better be friends with Webster ‘cause if you try and act smart, you better be able to back it up in writing. Literally.

About not wanting a guy to feel self-concious about being around me? Well I’m tall. I’m 5’10” and if my doctor is right I may still have about an inch in me. And I like wearing heels. Seriously, on a day to day basis I rarely wear anything but 2-4 inch tall heels. I don’t mind dating guys that are the same height as me(though I do prefer you to be taller), as long as you don’t make a deal about me wearing heels. If you’re confidant enough to be around me when I’m in heels and I’m taller than you we’ll be ok, but if not, you’re out. I can’t deal with that. I’m the girl. I’m supposed to be the self-concious drama queen, not you princess.

‘Cause I’m serious. I am buff, at least for a girl I am. So if you’re a bigger guy, you might feel inadequate to my being skinnier and more toned than you. On the other hand, if you’re a skinny guy, you might feel like a wuss because I more musceled than you. And honestly? I don’t want a guy that is that self-concious about himself around me…

Confusing as all fucking get-out. Seriously. I confuse myself more than anyone, I think though, but it makes it harder for me to explain myself then because I don’t get me, myself.

I don’t get drunk, but while I’m single I still make bad decisions when I’m drinking.

I don’t believe in having regrets, which is part of the reason I don’t get drunk, because getting drunk allows you to use ‘being under the influence’ as an excuse for your mistakes and a reason to have regrets, and I think that every person should be held accountable for their actions.

And yet, I still have these moments that I look back on and don’t understand how I thought my thought process was correct or how I justified an action.

I will not cheat on you, ever, but before we make its official that we’re dating or together, I might do something dumb. You’d better be quite understanding…

Of guy friends. I mean, I have a lot of female friends that I hang out with and stuff, but even my guy friends I never see and only get to talk to on occasion mean more to me usually than girls where out situation is the same. My B, Steven, Cody, Matty, and Diaz(who’s technically my brother, but a Foreign brother at that…), are some of the best guys I know. I love them to death, and am definitely not one to pick a boyfriend over a friend, let alone over a guy friend. My Boys have been there for me through a lot of shit, and I’ve been there for them too. That will not change.

Mouth of a sailor and the attitude of one to boot! Well…sometimes. I cuss quite a bit, and if we’re arguing I will not hesitate to tell you to Go-Play-In-Traffic-You-God-Damn-Son-Of-A-Bitch-Mother-Fucking-Arrogant-Chauvinistic-Asshole…But, only if you’re being one of course…And I’m really angry…I’ll probably appologise afterwards though…