Jun 17, 2013
I'm a girl scout. I get a lot of stupid questions about the cookie but the stupidest one was from a 22ish blond. "do the 'peanut butter patties' have peanut butter in them?" she seriously wanted me to answer her question.
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I'm a girl scout. I get a lot of stupid questions about the cookie but the stupidest one was from a 22ish blond. "do the 'peanut butter patties' have peanut butter in them?" she seriously wanted me to answer her question.
Where is Utah on the Map?
Remember in 2007 the teenage beauty from South Carolina who blamed education and lack of maps in her answer to the question: Why can’t 1/5 of all Americans find the U.S.A. on a world map?
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Stereotypical dumb blond in AP Bio: Can we combine DNA and create something different from, like, our DNA? Me: it's called sex. Also: Are the strawberries growing yet? Twilektimelord: Put on her "no shit" face.
Arguing semantics with a ten-year-old.
Mason: There are no smart blondes.
Me: Then what about you? You're blond.
Mason: I'm dirty blond!
Me: You're still blond.
Mason: No, I'm dirty blond. It's different!
Me: You're arguing semantics.
Mason: I don't even know what that word means! How can I argue something when I don't even know what that is?!
I know I'm not supposed to feel guilty, or embarrassed about that party
but a part of me is.
A part of me can't quite get over the fact that all that really happened.
A part of me really dislikes the three girls in my props construction class who think that I was just there to be an idiot who flirted with the actors when I was just a little back stage hand. I really wasn't!
was I?
Besides those actors were my friends! and I did not so much flirt, as was flirted with... with a few exceptions. Should I feel bad about that?
ermf.
and the person that I really want to talk to about all this, is unapproachable. He doesn't mean to be. I'm sure that he would tell me to feel welcome to spill my guts everywhere with him. But the problem is that as soon as I just let all that go with him, then I will not be able to stop thinking about him. I will miss him, and wonder what he thinks about all sorts of topics. I'll want to ask which is his favourite Shakespeare play, his favourite song, his opinion on the world. Then I will feel this attachment to him, and when he dates someone else, or I move away, or the world just doesn't work out my heart will feel a rent.
so instead. Tumblr will hear me. I should write in my diary.
Dumb Blonds...smh
Two blonds are sitting on a bench. one says "Which is closer? Florida or the moon?" other one replies: "The moon, duh. You can't see Florida from here!"