Post by Delilah The Undomable on Jul 24, 2007 19:27:57 GMT -5
But my name isn't Bob.
And I'ma girl.
Yes, I have been asked if I had a penis-- luckily I didn't know the person becuase it was over the computer. And they only asked because I was using the name Bob.
If they could see me they might be triggered to think of me not as a guy... Because you might be able to see that I have boobs, and rather long blonde girlish hair.
And they would have known me as Izzy. Not bob.
Though I do answer to Kevin. BUT that is a different story.
My heart goes out to horses.
But my soul is stuck in acting.
But I'm thinking I'll just get to broadway then have enough money to have many many ponies!
OH!
and I'm going to get my first horse realllly soon. And I'm very excited.
I think I want to name him (because I want a gelding) Mr. Fancy Pants.
I was looking at one named Roy, and I really liked him. So my mom said I could call him Roy The Boy Toy.
WHICH I personally liked, but didn't think it would be good to have it called over a loud speaker and find it's way to those little cute 5 year old lead liner kids.
Um let's see.
More about me.
Well. I'ma loser.
But a very cool one.
I'm pretty fun. I do stupid things.
Like yell out of bus windows at hot guys.
And... other such things.
Oh.
The college kids in the house behind mine were having a partey and they played a song my friends didn't like so we took my radio outside and blasted music... And danced...
And like all of us I enjoy good music.
I like rap. But that's because everyone around where I live likes rap... and I dunno it's just a barrel of monkies.
I like Emilie Autumn and Uffie and Regina Spektor and other people that I can't think of right now.
And I ADORE musical theater with an undying passion of million burning suns.
I love my friends. (like everyone else)
I really do. (Doesn't it just get to you when people write that they love their friends? I mean... They are your friends for a reason... You should love them...)
I get the best car rides with them. (Can't drive. Becuase I'ma widdle baby)
I get talks about rode rage, and not texting while driving, and.. and NO BOYS!
Because they will screw you other. Unless they are hott. Then it's ohkay. Becuase only beautiful people go anywhere in life.
But who's gonna listen to a girl that is screaming at the car infront of her, while texting her friend, and talking about not talking to boys unless they are hot.
I'm not.
I'm like babbling about my inside jokes...
This is great. Becuase I will find it really funny next time I read this. And you all are gonna be all "riiight."
Umm. It was pointed out today that I have a major vocal range when making fun of people or repeating them. I don't know.
I'm just going to stop now. I like don't know what to say.
And I'ma girl.
Yes, I have been asked if I had a penis-- luckily I didn't know the person becuase it was over the computer. And they only asked because I was using the name Bob.
If they could see me they might be triggered to think of me not as a guy... Because you might be able to see that I have boobs, and rather long blonde girlish hair.
And they would have known me as Izzy. Not bob.
Though I do answer to Kevin. BUT that is a different story.
My heart goes out to horses.
But my soul is stuck in acting.
But I'm thinking I'll just get to broadway then have enough money to have many many ponies!
OH!
and I'm going to get my first horse realllly soon. And I'm very excited.
I think I want to name him (because I want a gelding) Mr. Fancy Pants.
I was looking at one named Roy, and I really liked him. So my mom said I could call him Roy The Boy Toy.
WHICH I personally liked, but didn't think it would be good to have it called over a loud speaker and find it's way to those little cute 5 year old lead liner kids.
Um let's see.
More about me.
Well. I'ma loser.
But a very cool one.
I'm pretty fun. I do stupid things.
Like yell out of bus windows at hot guys.
And... other such things.
Oh.
The college kids in the house behind mine were having a partey and they played a song my friends didn't like so we took my radio outside and blasted music... And danced...
And like all of us I enjoy good music.
I like rap. But that's because everyone around where I live likes rap... and I dunno it's just a barrel of monkies.
I like Emilie Autumn and Uffie and Regina Spektor and other people that I can't think of right now.
And I ADORE musical theater with an undying passion of million burning suns.
I love my friends. (like everyone else)
I really do. (Doesn't it just get to you when people write that they love their friends? I mean... They are your friends for a reason... You should love them...)
I get the best car rides with them. (Can't drive. Becuase I'ma widdle baby)
I get talks about rode rage, and not texting while driving, and.. and NO BOYS!
Because they will screw you other. Unless they are hott. Then it's ohkay. Becuase only beautiful people go anywhere in life.
But who's gonna listen to a girl that is screaming at the car infront of her, while texting her friend, and talking about not talking to boys unless they are hot.
I'm not.
I'm like babbling about my inside jokes...
This is great. Becuase I will find it really funny next time I read this. And you all are gonna be all "riiight."
Umm. It was pointed out today that I have a major vocal range when making fun of people or repeating them. I don't know.
I'm just going to stop now. I like don't know what to say.
-♥;bob™
