I've never been good at first impressions...

   So, today as I lay dying in my bed...searching the web to try and entertain myself because I really don't want to go upstairs and infect the rest of the family with whatever gray death is plaguing me..I decided to start a blog. As I pondered what I should write I thought of obviously my most recent adventures, so I thought I could either blog about going to Barnes and Noble and taking pictures in the self help section...

 which by the way was very fun, and yes we were actually reading those books, and I do believe we found some helpful life tips in the books...or I thought I could blog about how I made a grown man cry yesterday and I don't feel bad about it. Which is most likely what I'll end up blogging about :-) So yesterday at FHE this pretty annoying guy starts talking about his black book and how he's gone out with over 500 girls in a short amount of time. HONESTLY, and this is maybe just me but, if a person has to keep track of how many people they have gone out with they are most likely a loser trying to pose as something or someone worth while OR ...well the first option summed it up so beautifully that I'm not sure what the or would be..so we'll say OR you're insecure :-)  Now i believe this kid has gone out on that many dates because he is an annoying stalker that doesn't know when to stop and people that are too nice to turn around and deck him ( which is most of the population since I haven't heard any stories of him being physically abused..) most likely say yes and then go down in his creepy stalker serial killer black book of shame. Anyways, so as I said before, you may recall, I'm sick... ans when I am sick you can probably use the word "sick" and "grumpy" interchangeably because lets face it- who is super chipper when they feel like death? Anyways this kid, who can dish it but never take it..tells me I look like crap; so without hesitation I tell him so does he but in a few days I'll get better. Was it mean? yes, but honestly if you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen. The moral of the story is: If you don't have good come backs don't tell someone they are ugly..no wait the moral is..: If you cant say anything nice don't say anything at all...well idk what the moral is all I know is that kid will never ask me out! So yeah, welcome to the glamorous life of Heidi Jo :-)