The Porch of Doom, you say?

Aha! I have arrived and now your world will never be the same!!

*ahem* Sorry...

I actually have another blog , but thats not something I like to talk about here. WAIT. Don't go there. Things are said there that no one should know. I had the site all writen out and the link ready for you to click and everything. But just on the off chance that someone should find this blog, who is not suppose too, and they go there, and they read it...Oh maaaaann....I need to delete a lot of that blog. *shudders in terror at the thought of certain 'people' finding that blog* (The 'People' thing, it's not refering you. It's really not. So stop thinking "hhhmmm...I wonder where her other blog is..." because you're not the one who isn't supposed to find it. Really.)

So...you are probly wondering why this place is 'The Porch Of Doom'. Well, I'm not going to tell you. Just know that there was a Porch Of Doom, and I survived it. All you need to do about it is be thankful I'm not dead, or seriously mentally scared because of it. BE THANKFUL! BOW TO YOUR SINSAY...I MEAN....AHEAM....*bows to her Sinsay* Sorry Sinsay...
That is NOT how to spell that. It's not. I know it's not. But it's how you say it. And I do have one. For real. I take Koryo Gumdo. Under normal cercumstances, I would say "So back away, lest I kick your butt." But see...I'm not very good at it. Fellow white belts kick my butt all over the place. So we'll just leave the threatening part alone and go on to other subjects...

Are there any other subjects? Nope. Nope, there's not. Ok. There is. But this is totally my first blog session here and I don't really wanna freak anyone out. NOT THAT ANYONE IS GOING TO READ THIS!!

*AHEM*youwhoaresittingtherereadingthis*AHEM* But you know...don't wanna freak MYSELF out later, when I go back and read this.

*is sobbing* *doesn't know why she's sobbing, but she is* OK. FINE. I know why. Because guys are scum. The ones who like you, you totally don't like beyond friends *cough*youknowwhoyouare*cough*. And the ones you do like, don't like you as more than a friend, or turn out to be scum. The 'Scum Factor' seems to be the most popular. Like...ok...Example.

I've liked this one guy since I was 12. TWELVE! *says in Ron voice* "Pathetic." I know. But I did. I'm not proud of it. And last night I found out a few things I never knew before and he is now put on the 'Scum Factor' chart. *sigh*

I really thought he was a jolly fellow (and good looking. Ok. Fine. He's totally hot). We've never been terribly close or anything but we chatted off and on and occasionaly ended up doing some of the same stuff and had a good time. Most everyone thinks he is a jolly fellow. But I found out that he really isn't and...I dunno. The hottness factor thing plummeted for one thing, and I couldn't like him for his personality either. I saw him today and thought "Wow. He's still hot and all, and yet...not." And I realized that he KNOWS he's hot, which made me dislike him even more.

While it's nice to finally be like "Aha. I don't have a crush on him anymore." It's kinda sad that it's not because I got over him or found someone jollyier or hotter. It's because he ended up not being the kind of guy I thought he was. HE IS SCUM!! AUGH!!!
OK. I'm going now. This is just too much for me!! *walks away still sobbing*

Later
-Shell