Seriously Guys

No I do not know who the picture is of. But I do know one thing, my parents are going to be mighty curious when the check to my search engine thingy. ;) ha ha Which is why I am taking advantage of there absence this weekend by doing this post. (I also shall be running around in my in my underwear, eat ice cream for dinner, candy for breakfast, singing at the top if my lungs, setting the garbage can on fire, shave the cat, blare music as loud as i can and of course, staying up ALL NIGHT LONG! If I think of anything else, I just might do it.) By then hopefully someone (the only person that reads my blog; Ashley) will have responded or I shall have some advice. Clever? We'll see.

It was only a matter of time before this happened. Why not just go ahead with it. Right?

So here's dealio. I have been around guys my entire life. I have 5 older brothers, a brother-in-law, I grew up in a neighborhood full of guys, and to this day I prefer chilling with dudes.

Here's what I discovered. I have NO BOY SKILLS whatsoever. I can't flirt to save my life. True story. Oh,and the other day, one of my brothers and I were seeing how loud and how well we can burp. Not that that really has anything to do with anything.
The extent of my conversations are "Hey" which is either returned with a "Hey" or a nod. Sometimes, though, I manage a "Hey. Whats up?/How ya doing?" But that's only one the good days. If only Bryn could see me now.
I could expand on the "boy issues" but it's like midnight at that would not be wise. But I think I can share a little more with you. I've picked up a habit of holding my breathe. Sometimes for no reason. Other times it's because I see someone I know or I'm trying to become invisible. Or both. (I try to make life interesting. For me. But only in certain ways. NOT involving guys) But seriously. Sometimes seeing someone can totally make your day. Like that one friend you had in that one class that probably would not have been as much fun without them.
In answer to those questions that I know you're dying to ask: Yes, I feel totally pathetic. No, I have not always had "Guy Issues"it's something very new to me. No, it's not like riding a bike. Yes. I feel uncomfortable when guys are being overly nice to me. No, Eric hasn't called yet. Yes, I'm tatally lost in what to do. Yes, I have asked certain brothers for insight. Yes, they told me to beat any guy that talks to me, get his social security number, and then let "the pros handle it".
And so the saga begins...
Please leave a comment. (Sorry for a wacky post. It's like 12:30-ish.) Happy trails, mate!

(By the way, Ashley, I think it may be time for a new layout(on my blog) sometime soon.)