Monday, October 11, 2010

Stand by Me

Describe your perfect date.

You sick sadistic son of a...fine. Just make me remember why I'm still single, thanks. Go ahead, my misery wasn't bad enough as it is! Just kidding. =D

I would have to say that it would involve a lot of hand-holding.  I would like to be picked up wherever I'm at, and taken to dinner...I don't really care where, food is food...though I will say that I'd be pretty angry if it's cheap. Unless my boyfriend doesn't make much, then I wouldn't care if it was a drive thru.  I'd probably like to be dressed up. I'm not a movie girl. I just like a reason to dress up and be fancy, because I'm a tomboy any other day.

I would love it if I had a boyfriend to take me dancing. Either in a ballroom, or in a club. I hae always wanted to go to a rave or a club. I don't know why, but it's always been this weird fantasy. I would probably wear something chic and gothic. =)

I wouldn't mind star gazing, either. I always wanted to throw out a blanket on my roof and just stare up at the stars.  There isn't any light in the backyard where I live, so it makes for optimal stargazing.  I want to just cuddle and stare at the sky. And before you bitch about how our roof can't handle that weight, I tromped around up there with Donald and Steve and it never collapsed. =D I want to sit out on a cool night and just stare at the sky until we fall asleep in each other's arms.

Running around in the rain isn't that bad, either. My first kiss with a boy was in the rain, outside the old middle school. Ever since then, I've kind of had this thing for rain.  I don't mind running around in it. It's fun. And I wouldn't mind stomping in puddles holding hands.  I'm so simple minded that way.  I don't even have to be dressed up for it to be a date; I could be muddy, covered in paint, with frizzy hair, and I'd still consider it a date.

...but at this point, I'd have to say that my dream date would be picking up a certain someone at the airport/bus stop, and spending the whole day just talking and holding hands. Walking around town, seeing where I grew up, just talking.  I would like to kiss him, I would like to hold him...but I'm not the kind of girl to move fast. The last time I did that, it ended horrifically. I want to run my hands through his hair and steal his jacket. =D I love you lol


SPOILER ALERT: I only ever went on ONE DATE in my life (I've dated 6 guys). It was my birthday when I turned 13, and I had to pay for EVERYTHING, INCLUDING his ticket! Anything's better than that!

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