Boys..Why are they so confusing?!

[Fran]

Leave MC alone, he's awesome.

 

[JLBats]

Your sad, plebeian concerns amuse and arouse me. I want updates on a weekly basis

 

[Fran]

You must state who exactly you are talking to.

 

[Saved]

LOL MC, I was just skrewing with you. I don't think you are gay. I do think your a little...excentric for being in love with a girl on these boards you never met.

 

[JLBats]

You must state who exactly you are talking to.

I find the ambiguity intriguing, duhhhh.

 

[Fran]

Whateve

 

[The Female Torch]

I have a crush on this boy in my Biology class at school. Let's call him...Adam (Not his real name). Well, Adam and I pass notes during class almost every day and small talk here and there. I decided to do something rather rash. I typed up a Secret Admirer note that read :

You seem sweet and cute. I'd like to get to know you better. I was wondering if you would like to get a bite to eat and maybe catch a movie on Saturday. Would you be interested? If so, If not, or if you are busy this Saturday and want to do something on a later date, just stick a note in locker number 357. I'll get back to you A.S.A.P whatever your response.


From,


A Secret Admirer


I printed it out, sprayed it with perfume, stuck it in an envelope, and placed it on his desk the next day. When he read it he excitedly said "Ooh!", read it, and never spoke of it again the rest of that day.



The next day, I'm getting impatient. I ask a new friend of mine whose in my Biology class (let's call her Stella) if she'd pass him a note asking him what he's going to say to his "Secret Admirer". She replies "Then he'll think it's me!" I agreed, so I decided to ask a boy I've known since Elementary school (let's call him David) to ask him what Adam is going to say to his Secret Admirer. David says he will, but he won't do it until the next hour! I get even more impatient, so I decide to pass notes with Austin. I ask him if he has a girlfriend. He says no. I was overjoyed. I then decided to be sly and try to act all casual and ask "if you're single, who was that note from?" "Didn't say", responds he. I asked if he had any guesses as to who it was. He sad "of coarse." I ask "Who do you think it is?" "Probably you." he replies. I blush 1,000 shades of red. I'm busted. Cue awkward silence. I break it by asking what he says about lunch on Saturday. He says no. He says it isn't me, it's just he's not ready for a relationship right now. Thats' why he's single. I ask if we could do the Saturday Lunch just as friends. He says no. It'd qualify as a date. So then we talk a bit more, exchange E-Mail addresses, and Biology class ends.



The next day, Adam was was acting all weird. When we were passing notes, He was saying mmmmmmmmm at the end of every sentence. For example: "Is that so? mmmmmmmmm?" I asked him why he was doing that and he said I was putting it and the end of his sentences. (I wasn't). Then he asked me why I hated him. I was thinking "What the crap?! My feelings toward you are the complete opposite of hate!" Then he said at the end of every sentence I was saying "I hate you Adam!" (He put it there. It was his handwriting. He was putting it at the end of every single one of my sentences) Then he ended the note conversation and took the note. Him and David then started messing with the note making me sound stupid. And then it's revealed that he has a special place in his binder, just for notes from me! He acts all weird and then does something sweet! What is going on here?? Any guesses? And please. Genuine answers. I'm in no mood for sarcasm tonight.

Boys are confusing because girls don't undertand them, we are wired differently.

Girls have thier brains in thier heads
Boys have thier brains in thier pants

 

[Fran]

I knew you'd come eventually. Still, you suck.

 

[JLBats]

Boys are confusing because girls don't undertand them, we are wired differently.

Girls have thier brains in thier heads
Boys have thier brains in thier pants

Not true at all.

I've known many a girl who think almost entirely below the belt.
I've known many a guy who just wants to sit and have a nice discussion over aged wine, with Miles Davis playing in the background.

I've even known a few people who, SuRpRiSe, actually manage to balance the two.

Men aren't from Mars and women aren't from Venus. We're all from that melting pot of interesting ideas and opinions that we call "Earth".

 

[Abaddon]

Not true at all.

I've known many a girl who think almost entirely below the belt.
I've known many a guy who just wants to sit and have a nice discussion over aged wine, with Miles Davis playing in the background.

I've even known a few people who, SuRpRiSe, actually manage to balance the two.

Men aren't from Mars and women aren't from Venus. We're all from that melting pot of interesting ideas and opinions that we call "Earth".

:heart:

 

[Crooklyn]

Reminds me of an article...

HOW MEN AND WOMEN SHOWER DIFFERENTLY . . .

How To Shower Like a Woman
Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks. Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc. Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone. Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins. Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner. Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red. Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash. Rinse conditioner off hair. Shave armpits and legs. Turn off shower. Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower. Spray mold spots with Tilex. Get out of shower. Dry with towel the size of a small country. Wrap hair in super absorbent towel. Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.

How To Shower Like a Man
Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile. Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the 'woo-woo' sound. Look at your manly physique in the mirror. Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your butt. Get in the shower. Wash your face. Wash your armpits. Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off. Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower. Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area. Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap. Wash your hair. Make a Shampoo Mohawk. Pee. Rinse off and get out of shower. Partially dry off. Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time. Admire wiener size in mirror again. Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on. Return to bedroom with towel around waist. If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the 'woo-woo' sound again. Throw wet towel on bed.

 

[The Female Torch]

I knew you'd come eventually. Still, you suck.

Don't adress me again

 

[JLBats]

:heart:

The face is nodding in copious agreement. All for me

 

[Fran]

Don't adress me again

Uh-oh. I'm addressing you.

The Female Version of JAL is what you are.

lmaofrh

 

[Abaddon]

The face is nodding in copious agreement. All for me

He's such a sycophant sometimes.

 

[Spider-Grrl1516]

Well, I've passed notes with Austin for the past couple days, and I wanted to know what you guys thought. The things that are italicized and underlined in parenthesis are little notes so you understand things a little clearer. There is one case where I actually used parenthesis in the conversation, so try not to get confused.

1/8/07

Me: What was with you on Friday?

Austin: I was at war with another planet on Friday. Was my clone misbehaving?

Me: LOL!

Austin: mmm?

Me: Oh, No! Not again! :P

(At that moment the teacher started a lecture about cells)

Austin: I'm gonna listen now. Bye!

1/8/07 (After The Lecture)

After the lecture, the teacher gave us some free time to work on the assignment due the next day. "Adam" wasn't finished yet. I was curious if he wanted to pass notes or work, so I asked.

Me: Would you rather pass notes or work?

Austin: Probably work. Sorry. I want to get this done.

Me: No prob. Can we talk on MSN Messenger after school, then?

Austin: Sure."

Austin either never showed up, or I had the wrong E-Mail address. I wondered if I had written down his E-Mail address correctly. So, the next day, I came up with the idea of passing notes in a notebook so I could keep them and transcribe them here.

1/9/07 (Today)

Me: I thought it would be interesting if we talked in this notebook. What do you think?

Austin: Sure.

Me: Cool. Hey, did you give me the right E-Mail adress? MSN Messenger says ***********@*******.com (I edited it out of here for his privacy) doesn't exist.

Austin: No. It's ************@*******.com. I don't know where you got that. (The E-Mail adress he had told me on the day he acted weird was the one that didn't exist)

Me: I think you told me it was ***********. Oh, well. I'll make sure I have it right this time. ************, right?

Austin: Yeah.

Me: Alright. So, do you think you'll do well on this assignment? Did you understand everything?

Austin: Yeah. So are you still addicted to porn? (It's a joke between us.)

Me: ROFL! Oh, yeah. I'm a porn fiend. (Sarcasm, if you couldn't tell. I'm sure you could.)

Austin: Tell me the truth.

Me: I told you before. Only porn I've seen is an accidental one-second glance while channel surfing through the Cinimax channels.

Austin: You told me it was 2 seconds (No I didn't) and it only takes that long to get addicted you know. You better watch yourself.

Me: LOL! Don't worry. I will.

Austin: *Weird drawing that I can't figure out how to put it here It looked like a strange y or an arrow*

Me: What? Is that a y or an arrow?

Austin : It's a cochlea.

Me: What is that?

"Adam": You don't know what a cochlea is?

Me: Not that I recall. It sort of sounds familiar , though.

Austin: Well it is an organ in your inner ear, obviously.

Me: Oh. What does it do? Is it just another name for eardrum?
Austin: Nope.

Me: Then what is it?

Austin: An organ in your ear.

Me: By "what is it" I meant "what does it do".

Austin: It's in your ear.

Me: Alright, then.

Austin: .............................

Me: LOL! ............. He He!

(The teacher began a new lecture about parts of a cell)

Austin: Gotta listen now.

Me: OK.

 

[WorthyStevens]

Don't adress me again

Put out, or GET OUT!

 

[Mr Sparkle]

Don't adress me again

seriously, what in the world is more precious than this?
the lofty tone of feigned royalty?
the fact that "address" is misspelled ?
the fact that I suspect that TFT and the thread maker are the same person?
who's to say?

 

[Abaddon]

You're both dorks.

 

[Halcohol]

He wants to put his cochlea inside your inner ear canal.

 

[WorthyStevens]

You're both drunks.

I like that better.

 

[Mr Sparkle]

If the e-mail address doesn't exist, why did she blank it out for his privacy.
IT DOESN'T EXIST!!!!!!

 

[Da Docta]

Well, I've passed notes with Austin for the past couple days, and I wanted to know what you guys thought. The things that are italicized and underlined in parenthesis are little notes so you understand things a little clearer. There is one case where I actually used parenthesis in the conversation, so try not to get confused.

1/8/07

Me: What was with you on Friday?

Austin: I was at war with another planet on Friday. Was my clone misbehaving?

Me: LOL!

Austin: mmm?

Me: Oh, No! Not again! :P

(At that moment the teacher started a lecture about cells)

Austin: I'm gonna listen now. Bye!

1/8/07 (After The Lecture)

After the lecture, the teacher gave us some free time to work on the assignment due the next day. "Adam" wasn't finished yet. I was curious if he wanted to pass notes or work, so I asked.

Me: Would you rather pass notes or work?

Austin: Probably work. Sorry. I want to get this done.

Me: No prob. Can we talk on MSN Messenger after school, then?

Austin: Sure."

Austin either never showed up, or I had the wrong E-Mail address. I wondered if I had written down his E-Mail address correctly. So, the next day, I came up with the idea of passing notes in a notebook so I could keep them and transcribe them here.

1/9/07 (Today)

Me: I thought it would be interesting if we talked in this notebook. What do you think?

Austin: Sure.

Me: Cool. Hey, did you give me the right E-Mail adress? MSN Messenger says ***********@*******.com (I edited it out of here for his privacy) doesn't exist.

Austin: No. It's ************@*******.com. I don't know where you got that. (The E-Mail adress he had told me on the day he acted weird was the one that didn't exist)

Me: I think you told me it was ***********. Oh, well. I'll make sure I have it right this time. ************, right?

Austin: Yeah.

Me: Alright. So, do you think you'll do well on this assignment? Did you understand everything?

Austin: Yeah. So are you still addicted to porn? (It's a joke between us.)

Me: ROFL! Oh, yeah. I'm a porn fiend. (Sarcasm, if you couldn't tell. I'm sure you could.)

Austin: Tell me the truth.

Me: I told you before. Only porn I've seen is an accidental one-second glance while channel surfing through the Cinimax channels.

Austin: You told me it was 2 seconds (No I didn't) and it only takes that long to get addicted you know. You better watch yourself.

Me: LOL! Don't worry. I will.

Austin: *Weird drawing that I can't figure out how to put it here It looked like a strange y or an arrow*

Me: What? Is that a y or an arrow?

Austin : It's a cochlea.

Me: What is that?

"Adam": You don't know what a cochlea is?

Me: Not that I recall. It sort of sounds familiar , though.

Austin: Well it is an organ in your inner ear, obviously.

Me: Oh. What does it do? Is it just another name for eardrum?
Austin: Nope.

Me: Then what is it?

Austin: An organ in your ear.

Me: By "what is it" I meant "what does it do"."Adam": It's in your ear. Me: Alright, then.

Austin: .............................

Me: LOL! ............. He He!

(The teacher began a new lecture about parts of a cell)

Austin: Gotta listen now.

Me: OK.

 

[Spider-Grrl1516]

If the e-mail address doesn't exist, why did she blank it out for his privacy.
IT DOESN'T EXIST!!!!!!

The fake one I blanked out for kicks and giggles. And it's pretty close to the actual one. So, I didn't want to take any chances.

 

[Mr Sparkle]

what the hell? those are notes? what the hell?



that's the most tedious.....agh! I can't even imagine!