Noteworthy Notes

A couple news articles to present to you in random glory.
Arizona is the first to consider abortions based on race or sex to be criminal. This is pretty neat.
Message in a bottle found 24 years later.
Something I find to be horrible, touch screens in cars...not worth it.
This one talks about an interesting site for college students to literally hook up.
Miley Cyrus is bashing Rebecca Black's fame....really Miley?


I like the meaning of the word charisma. It's very flattering.
Charisma: a personal attractiveness or interestingness that enables you to influence others.

I was being told about a conversation between friends, one of which my good friend pointed out an amusingly ridiculously accurate fact about girls. A fact that continues to make me laugh at its utter truth. Girls like a guy if they don't talk about other guys they like. Once a girl talks to you about someone else she likes, you're in the friend zone so to speak. Or if she's crazy, she's trying to make you jealous. But as soon as I heard this piece of information I thought back on my current experiences and it's so fucking true. So there's a good word to go off of for any of you lovely readers.

The fact that there is an abundant of information at just about everyone's fingertips and they're all still stupid severely depresses me. No, I'm not saying everyone is, but merely emphasizing my frustration.

I love to analyze the way people walk. I take a lot from the way a person walks, the position of their head, and the angle of their eyes. I'm particularly turned off or on by the way a person walks, I realize. That's one thing I always watch about people, when I always sneak my glances. Well, at least to those that are of any interests to me, romantically or not. Not only do the style of walks say a lot about confidence and personality, but they're much like fingerprints. Everyone has their own precise style and it's our most basic form of locomotion. It's quite fascinating really.

I realize my heart races when I write certain things.

It's astounding how much emotions can cloud your interpretations of things.

I have this incredible thirst to know about people. Which further brings up the fact that my mind is in complete overdrive when I'm observing, taking in, interacting, and learning about other people. There's all these calculations, maps, webs, images, lists forming. And I don't even know it. I'm quite unaware of it. My mind is an undercover schemer, and undercover from even myself! I love how more and more Scorpionic I become as I get older. It's getting intense.

I'm pretty sure all of my ex-boyfriends still fancy me in some way. Maybe not on some sort of daily basis, but when they see me again. I can sense it from every single one of them. I'm not narrowing it down to sexual matters, but just the act of missing me or even just wanting me around. I find this all really odd because of my being-a-perfect-girlfriend-complex. When I'm in the relationships, I'm really hard on myself. Always trying to be the best, all for them. But in the end, it's usually always me who is unhappy. Not because I was trying so hard, but I was unhappy in the relationship, with my partner in some way. And after its all been done, I'm still the one they want in some way, or think about. And I have to realize that I actually was a great girlfriend.

I just don't understand the existence of bathroom attendants.Well, thank you Wikipedia for shining some light on it.

Often I get stopped by people while out in public, generally to compliment or ask something about some aspect of my appearance. I like to compare it with being a celebrity because of how often it happens. However, as mentioned a million times, I don't take compliments very well and can be very awkward about it. But when asked questions or when someone makes some sort of personal statement, my responses are always different, especially when it comes to my tattoos. I'm always pulling something out of my ass. But one day several weeks ago I did have more confident and totally non-awkward responses. I was eating alone at Chipotle when this older man was watching me a bit while he was eating with his wife/girlfriend. When she left the table to do something he complimented my hair. He then said that he could never pull it off. I said something along the lines that you will never know unless you try, that once you do something and have it for some time you and everyone else gets used to it, it becomes a part of you. That's exactly how it is for me, I've been doing all this for so goddamn long that it's merely a part of me and I never think twice about it in terms of it being "hard" to do. That kind of stuff just doesn't bother me. Anyways, he did agree with what I said, and said that in actuality his friends would probably expect that of him, and that he works in the art industry or something. Take the leap.

As I was watching Dirty Jobs recently, I was wondering how I would act if I were a guest on a television show, specifically on Dirty Jobs. Overall, I would be really retarded, I would giggle at every joke, make even more dirty jokes and comments that would probably end up be edited out, possibly be clumsy, nervous, and extremely shy. Wow, I guess that would make quite an entertaining episode.

I can't stand people who don't take control. For instance, weak and indecisive customers. I've served this group of about 4-6 young people on two occasions and every time I try to ask them what they want they're all not paying attention, not able to communicate with each other, and not stepping up and doing something. Fucking take initiative. I know when I'm in a group of friends I will make announcements, try to get the ball going somewhere, in fact, nearly all my friends are like that themselves. I prefer that. Despite the couple indecisive friends I have [who are really just indecisive about where to eat, and other minor things], I really can't stand indecisive people. It's a sign of weakness for once, which is annoying to me already. But when people don't know what they want that really frustrates me. Even more so when you're in a so-called relationship with someone like this who can't figure out if they want you or on what grounds they want you. I'm usually pretty clear about those kinds of things.

I'm incredibly intrigued by photographic memory...or really just memory in general.

The thought that someone could grow tired of me, really sickens me. I don't like it.

I'm looking forward to reading an article that was passed to me about a mother who eventually made an income based off of blogging.

I, as always, have more to say, but I have to get going for the day.