I guess white.

*ducks the blow that is sure to come* XD.

Quote of the day: The most disappointing thing about learning telepathy is finding out how boring people really are.

Good point. But then maybe that's subject to opinion. There are a lot of blogs documenting their authors lives and opinions and somehow for one reason or another, allowing them to proclaim that they 'have a life', particularly when they are subject to criticism from other proclaimed 'have-a-lifers'.

I have a life. Really.

I also found this from another blogger:

"I have no more will to approach people I am attracted to, and if I do they like someone else... oh dear, it's so depressing being a teenager. Just because it's common doesn't make it any less depressing for each individual experiencing it.

The trend seems to be: I like someone, we don't hit it off, they make out with a complete twat who is interested in them for purely superficial reasons.

Of course, this means that they too are completely superficial, which begs the question: if all the people I like are so easily swayed by the confident advances of superficial gits, are they really for me? But then since this seems to be the case universally, that would suggest nobody is for me. And that's quite bad."

Quite bad indeed. But then most people like to think how everybody else except them is superficial. The reasoning kinda goes like this:

"How can that idiot fall for her just because of her looks.. I'm not that superficial. Omgee look at that girl's boobs!"

*shrugs* How about trying to hit it off with someone that you don't like (in terms of attraction), and then see if the attraction develops as you get to know her better? Actually, how the hell do you like someone you haven't even hit it off with one bit and then say that you're not superficial? If you can justify that you're not, then how can you possibly tell that the twat she's going out with is superficial?

Sounds like a no true Scotsman fallacy, where you're the true guy around.

Wow I'm posting something about a guy who has no idea who I am and will probably never ever find his way here. I have a life. Yeap.