One young woman's life experience with boys, guys, men, whatever you want to call them
There's more to a man than him being utterly gorgeous, right? I ask because I saw someone (who I hadn't seen recently), and I had forgotten how almost perfect he is. I don't like him like that, but I understand how girls do. Perfect skin, perfect black hair, perfect blue eyes, tall and lean.
posted by CatholicGirlie @ 6:34 PM
Let's see...I'm a girlie girl-but I used to be a tomboy (soccer and field hockey were my things). I look Irish, even to the casual observer. My friends say that I'm a flirt, though I merely see myself as friendly. I have an IQ of 165, though I try not to flash it around to everyone I meet. I like to learn new languages. I'll read as many as three books a day for pleasure (yes, I'm a speed reader). I have one sister and numerous cousins who are like brothers and sisters. I have two really close friends and lots of friends who are close but not as much as my two best girls (and a million people that I'm friendly with).
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