two things (or maybe three?)

So here's one thing you might not know about me. I'm lazy. Lazy. Chubby, Cheeto-eating, TV-watching lazy. But lazy in weird ways, too. Sometimes, I won't read fantasy books because, taking the effort to go and learn about a whole different world and a stuff? No. If I have to read 20 + pages about Hobbits first, then what's the point? I quite like Sci-fi for the fact it takes this world I already know about and just twists it. less to remember. uh, lazy in the sort of way where, even though I carry around a pocket knife (a whole lazyness all by itself; what, i have to go find scissors/knife/screwdriver/nailfile? idon'tthinkso. pocketknife!) sometimes I will rip and tear at something I know will not open rather then take the knife from my pocket and actually use it. Lazy like, I don't like this show but I'm not gonna change the channel because then I'd have to get up/find the remote. Lazy like I usually listen to the same music because I'm too lame to go out and buy a new CD. (I have listened to Bowling For Soup somanytimes the songs have no meaning anymore.) Lazy like I'm too lazy to keep on going on about how lazy I am.
Okay, so this is someting else I wanted to mention. I'm a girl and I like boys but I'm very picky about who I like. Or maybe I'll only like them for a few days or a week or two. I think the record is a month or so. But I talk about boys alot. I don't call them hot or sexy. This is what I sound like when I talk about cute boys: You see that guy? Friend: Yeah? Me: He's a dick. Friend: Yeah. Me: But, goddamnit, he's attractive. Friend: Ohgodyes. Me:Or that guy. Friend: Hmm. Me: He's good-looking enough. I don't know, I guess I'm...emotionally distant or something. People are jerks. Guys are jerkier. But there's this one boy in my theatre class, kind of very over-the-top Theatre Kid, y'know, very I'm-better-than-you, Misunderstood, artsy, emo-punk kind of kid. He's a jerk. One day, there must have been a play or something because he was off the in green room doing something costume-wise, he walks into the classroom to talk to the teacher, also the director of the plays and whatnot, and he's wearing this white wifebeater tanktop and this black jeans with his hair amess and his glasses off. I about melted. I mean, this guy's a pompous jackass, but he is fiiine. So that was awhile ago and I've been admiring him from afar only slightly and the other day I was in the library, reading a book since I can't check them out, and there's abunch of emokids/theatrekids/punks/jerkfaces hanging out in the teensection, making a rucus, and this boy, the one I mentioned, starts talking to them. I don't really pay them any mind, but then he walks by, this boy, with a book under his arm. seriously, I about swooned. I'm sorry, but this cute guy (still a jerrrk), with a book? Ohmygod. I have a thing for dorky guys, guys that read, nerds, smart guys, and bookish guys. (Which translates into a major teacher fetish, if there were any hot male teachers at my school.) Iunno. But still. This other boy I had a crush on--I made him a hat, it was obvious I liked him-- for about a month and a half, he's a major dork. But we're friends now. Anyway, he's got freshie girls hitting on him all the time because he's so cute and dorky and also, not complete asshole. Also, there's this cute freshie boy in my theatre class, nice hair, somewhat emo, pompous theatre kid again, who can totally talk comics with me, which is nice. Still, if I've learned anything from my brother, avoid theatre kids.