Author Topic: What do you see in a guy/girl?  (Read 9289 times)



i messed up my step during marching once last week and the sarge yelled at me for it and i just broke down right there and everyone was like "sarge you made her cry you apologize to that girl"
good job everyone you know


I don't look inside of girls too often.

i break down when im yelled at too, im loving wimpy
Same here, and I break down other, unexpected times.
The following things have traumatized me for life in some way:
A hot metal rod of a sparkler. I put out the sparkler. It was poorly made, because five minutes later, the metal was still very, very hot and burned my hand. I was like five. I have had a nasty fear of fire ever since.
The Wizard of Oz. I was three. I can legitimately claim that angry trees caused a permanent anxiety disorder triggered by  non-documentary movies and TV shows ever since this incident.
Being shoved and locked out of a classroom in 7th grade. And laughed at. By the whole class. Which included my two best friends. And even when I broke down, not one of those starfishs cared enough to open the goddamn door. I don't trust a single person from that class to this day.
Losing my best friends. First Logan, then David, then Nick, then James, then Matt and Ben, then Chase, then Casey, then Sarah and Zach, and then Beth. All my best friends abandoned me eventually and it suuuuuuucked. I now fear people.

her screams
she's been paying attention to the thread diligently=


i messed up my step during marching once last week and the sarge yelled at me for it and i just broke down right there and everyone was like "sarge you made her cry you apologize to that girl"
wow, I caused the opposite. we were doing ranks because someone forgeted up while we were doing knowledge. and for some loving reason 2nd platoon could not say corporal. I was hyped up on adrenalin because for some reason german class just does that to me and I was getting a bit angry after about the third time of going through the ranks. So I basically popped out of my desk and yelled "Corporal!" The first sergeant stared at me with a "Holy stuff!" kind of face and said "Caudill (my last name which is pronounced like waldle with a C) that scared the crap out of me. please don't do that again."
And no one has forgeted up on corporal since. (although no one can get command sergeant major now)

Getting back on-topic: Pretty much the only thing that I care about is if they're nice. As long as they can fulfill that I don't care. Of course the people I've been most attracted to generally share some of the same interests that I have; although thats pretty much a given.

Vaginaboob ~some old man


For dating: A balance of body and mind.
Someone that I an look at [ ;) ] and can talk to and still actually have something to say.

It depends how you look into them

A heart, a brain, lungs, kidneys, other vital organs, ya' know, the usual.

A heart, a brain, lungs, kidneys, other vital organs, ya' know, the usual.
You forgot boobs