Sunday, March 28, 2010

There are a couple things you should know about me.

And here they are.

1. 1. I don’t take crap from anyone. Not anymore, suckas.

2. 2. I can kind of be a bit of a bitch. But I accept that and embrace it as part of my character.

3. 3. I love a good NCMO, just like the rest of the world.

4. 4. Jack Bauer would kick Chuck Norris’s butt.

5. One of the above points is a big fat lie.

I'll let you decide which one.

So. I'm mormon. I'm 20-something. I'm a little bit fabulous.

I've got some skeletons in my closet. Who doesn't? But I'll tell you one thing: Everything I say here is completely mostly true. Thus, the anonymity. I wouldn't exactly want the last guy I NCMO'd with to know I was writing a blog in which he was mentioned. Therefore, I employ the use of aliases, and on occasion, slight change of detail, to throw off the scent of any would-be snoopers. I knew a girl who was writing an anonymous dating blog, and the guy she was seeing found out about it, and started reading it regularly without her knowledge. He was mentioned, well, liberally. She was pissed, deleted the blog, and they broke up pretty quickly.

No thank you. Save the drama for your mama. And not in a "Precious, based on the novel Push by Sapphire" kind of way.

I'm kind of fearless a lot of the time. I will try almost anything once. But don't screw with me, or I'll eff you up.

Some people consider me a skank. I guess by Mormon standards, I might kind of be. I'm not afraid to wear my short shorts out in public. I know I'm kind of hot, why shouldn't I take full advantage of that? I may flirt shamelessly sometimes. And thats okay. There's been more than one occasion where I've simply not gone home to my apartment because I was otherwise preoccupied by the company of a member of the opposite sex. Like I said, no shame.

But before you go off judging me and whatnot, I am a faithful member of the Church ofJesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I attend church every Sunday, I keep the law of chastity, I say my prayers, I fulfill my calling, and all that jazz. So don't go all high and mighty on me, Because, like I said, I will eff you up.

Peace and Blessins.