It's been ages since I've posted on this blog. I have left you all in absolute abandon. Be assured however I am very well in my adventures. I have met many knights along the way as well. I must admit Deku never worked out as one might predict but that doesn't mean I didn't find some fondness in another people. Although this is a post meant to tell you one important thing. I'm not a princess, I'm not a dragon, I'm the knight of my own lustrous fairy tale.
I don't know when I decided it, but perhaps that's what makes it so special. I don't need to be rescued and I don't need to hang out in a tower to find some destined prince or princess. I mean I can find my own damn horse well and good on my own. That isn't to say I've sworn off being a damsel at all, but I am a damsel who can take care of herself. I have to say I have had one whirlwind of a few years since I last even talked about paper shields and swords for pencils.
I can't say I have had to much improvement but I have a fellow knight hanging by my side to keep me straight. I also have a princess, but I'm fairly certain he wouldn't appreciate me referring to him as a princess but to keep the analogy accurate he's my princess. He isn't officially anything yet but I find myself hoping that perhaps this will be the opportunity I've been waiting for oh so long.
Hell, maybe I'll even keep you guys posted.
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Friday, July 17, 2015
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Frustrated Princess
So as you all might not know I am doing the GED program right now. I would have graduated with a diploma if I hadn't chosen to home-school virtually for my twelfth grade year. So yes I am seventeen getting my GED degree. Anyhow this is not what the post is about. Instead I am talking about a boy. For the past week I have been almost hopeless of finding anyone that isn't a complete idiot in these classes. I don't even mean at the intellectual level, I am referring to social ineptitude. It wasn't until one very adorable gentleman waltzed into my ABE Math class.
I do know his name but for privacy and embarrassment sake we will call this boy Jerry. Jerry seemed to stand at around five foot eight or so, he wasn't extraordinarily tall, he was also slightly bulky, but not in a chubby rolly polly way, but in a shorter guy who works out a bit way. His skin was really tanned naturally and by the way he seemed to talk and based on his name I would have guessed that he was atleast part Hawaiian. I ended up having an excuse to sit next to him as my friend, we shall call her, Jenny, was sitting at a seat that was one over from him. SO WOO, for me. Atleast so I thought. I moved my way in there, made a few jokes, and did all the things most people do when trying to get to know a person. He was perfect, he was even planning on going into the same Vocational program as I was. I thought I had everything sold, that was until he noticed a very blonde, very chest set girl at the computer behind him.
I had lost the battle of love quite fast after that I realized. Despite meeting the final task of giving him my number I knew that I would never receive a text or call as this girl was the stereotypical cheerleader body that all guys want while I'm skinny and child like in appearance. It certainly didn't help she was giving him the cute eye and smile that all the boys love. So there I was trying not to make a complete idiot of myself. I have a feeling that they'll get along great seeing how much they were talking after they left class. Which is depressing for me as I am back to square one of male window shopping. There are not many to choose from sadly. Maybe I'll have better luck next time. I admit I am no damsel in distress and am not overly desperate for a male or female companion but it would be nice to have some attractive male talk to me in class. As I've never had any good looking young fella pay attention to me except over the internet and that's just not the same thing.
I do know his name but for privacy and embarrassment sake we will call this boy Jerry. Jerry seemed to stand at around five foot eight or so, he wasn't extraordinarily tall, he was also slightly bulky, but not in a chubby rolly polly way, but in a shorter guy who works out a bit way. His skin was really tanned naturally and by the way he seemed to talk and based on his name I would have guessed that he was atleast part Hawaiian. I ended up having an excuse to sit next to him as my friend, we shall call her, Jenny, was sitting at a seat that was one over from him. SO WOO, for me. Atleast so I thought. I moved my way in there, made a few jokes, and did all the things most people do when trying to get to know a person. He was perfect, he was even planning on going into the same Vocational program as I was. I thought I had everything sold, that was until he noticed a very blonde, very chest set girl at the computer behind him.
I had lost the battle of love quite fast after that I realized. Despite meeting the final task of giving him my number I knew that I would never receive a text or call as this girl was the stereotypical cheerleader body that all guys want while I'm skinny and child like in appearance. It certainly didn't help she was giving him the cute eye and smile that all the boys love. So there I was trying not to make a complete idiot of myself. I have a feeling that they'll get along great seeing how much they were talking after they left class. Which is depressing for me as I am back to square one of male window shopping. There are not many to choose from sadly. Maybe I'll have better luck next time. I admit I am no damsel in distress and am not overly desperate for a male or female companion but it would be nice to have some attractive male talk to me in class. As I've never had any good looking young fella pay attention to me except over the internet and that's just not the same thing.
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