i want a boy who will: blow bubbles with me call me beautiful take me to expensive retaurants walk with me whisk me away for a weekend let me drive sometimes tickle me dress up with me dress up for me know what i want write me songs and perform them make cookies with me play with my hair let me play with his hair take me to the theatre surprise me laugh at me let me laugh at him wear my clothes let me wear his clothes colour pictures with me kiss me sing with me dance with me kiss me in the rain make snow angels with me catch snowflakes on his tongue with me look at christmas lights with me miss me when i'm gone sip coffee in a cafe with me sleep with me (not in the sexual way) let me crash at his place watch movies with me wipe away my tears if i cry cry with me cry for me love me but there is no perfect boy as such, so i guess i have to suffice with many boys who have some of those qualities. maybe i'm too demanding? ----------- biggest accomplishment of the night: i showed our company where the plates were. i ate too much for dinner. my dinner consisted of hummus and potato salad. hmm. healthy. i've been invited to my neighbor's bridal shower. we aren't really all that close. i was surprised when we got an invitation. i met someone of a higher intelligence level. and a higher maturity level. i hope to make this person my friend. i like having mature and intelligent friends. maybe its cause he's twenty-one. ----------- remember those scholastic handouts that you got in grade school? it was like a catalogue of books you could buy? there are some on my counter from my mum's preschool class. i remember when those were the cool thing and you were only cool if you got something from them. i would get all excited when the teacher would pass them out and then get bummed out when my mum would say its too expensive or i didn't need anything from them. but then i moved and where i moved to it was uncool to get things from the catalogue. so i just threw them away when i got one, even though in my mind i was so excited and dying to read it. i was such a follower. i'm ashamed of myself.