Originally posted by silver_tears
Me vin"Hi, you've reached pretty much the greatest person in the world. Leave me a message....or don't....I won't cry about it....well maybe a little....WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME SANTA?!?!?1"
That my friends is my answering machine message in my dorm at Guelph...except all the stuff at the end. Yes, yes I am that cool. Yes, yes you wish you were me......oh god I'm such a dork, hold me.
That pretty much sums me up, I'm a big dork in a small world. Great friends, good times, lots of alcohol sums up the past 18 years pretty well. I go to Guelph University, I don't hate it, but I'd rather be living in Europe writing a book and making babies with frenchmen....not the smelly kind, the other kind you see in those cologne commercials...yes, yes they'll do nicely.
I've been told I'm funny, but so's a dead pigeon when you're drunk enough....the lesson here? The world needs to drink more, everyone's more attractive when you drink. You know what that means? More sex for you!
I've been told I'm smart, but the other day I forgot how to tie my shoes. On closer inspection I realized my shoes were velcro....and that I was barefoot at the time.....Me genius?? I think so! They don't put warning labels on soap for just anybody.
Let's be real though, I like meeting new people. I make friends easily (just the other day I made a new friend, I call him Schleppy, he squeegee-ed my window, we made eye contact, he won't stop calling). I drink (and love it). Related to that maybe and to cap it all off I'm carrying the bastard child of Sven, the Swedish exchange student who smelled my hair that one time. Miracle baby? I think so. Call me fellas!
You so crazy.vin