“I’m the intelligent, independent type woman. In other words..a woman who can’t get a man!”

I really believe in the quote that is the title to this post. I am inelligent, and I am independent…so I am indeed “manless”. But, in this day and age, women are innovators. They DON’T need a man to make their lives complete and feel loved. We are powerful..I mean heck, there was a woman running for president! I would love to be a man for one day, just to show girls that men can be sweet and caring and not complete self-centered jerks. Gosh…aren’t they’re any good guys out there?.

one big awkward moment.

you know that awkward moment when you walk into a classroom and everyone else is already seated? I hate when that happens. It’s a whole new semester which means all new classes, which means all new people, which means getting to know new people and doing all those dumb “tell us something interesting about yourself games”. My favorite question to hear from a teacher is “now tell us all something that makes you unique!”. Of course I can think of tons of things that make me unique…I just feel wierd pointing them all out infront of my chemistry class, or my driver’s ed class, or my art class!! I just feel silly. So I just say something that I like to do, “I run track!”…like a blissfully unaware idiot. Then, my face gets red and I begin sweating and thinking to myself “awesome. Now they all think I’m ‘special’. I am an intelligent person, I have important thoughts, I just have a hard time expressing them to a class of teenagers who probably don’t really give a flying fladoodle. To top all this off, I don’t particularly care for most of the people in half my classes, so I sit and stare off into space. I just hope it gets better and all goes well.