Monday, March 16, 2009

i want to know what i don't know... i don't know what i want to know...

i have come to a conclusion. and i would like to have it written down so that i can look back and be proud that i know so much about myself.

i am going to end up with an ethnically intriguing person.

why this conclusion you ask?
white men break my heart before i ever let them have it. okay. so maybe not, maybe just one or two in particular... because i would suffer a million edgar allen poe's to have a shawn harris or bob dylan type.

but anyway. i was at the hospital tonight and the security guard man that my mom knows is named mohammad. he's great and adorable. so what if i only came in contact with him for a few moments. those are the people who always touch me the most anyway. he was so sweet. and i loved his accent. i would have stayed all night and talked to him. at one point he was like "are you going to stay with me?" and i was like ahhh are you reading my mind? who knows? but i was just like " sure. i'd stay and help." and then he stopped to talk to me and mom again. and i love him.

anyway. and mexicans and i have a connection. undeniable. what's a girl to do???

unrelated: i am also the greatest undescovered actress. someone out there knows what i'm talking about. or i'm a really good liar. i'm not sure which. i think they are the same thing regardless... someone once told me it was scary how well i could lie....i was insulted yet flattered. i have discovered there is no insult to be found in that statement.