Inside her mind..

31 year old gal. Lives in Boulder, CO. Eats non-dairy powdered coffee creamer for fun. Surrounds herself with dogs, horses, friends, and one hot boy. (this is a temporary blogger template - stay tuned for major changes)

Wednesday, April 17, 2002

 
I think I stepped in poo this morning because I'm smelling it this morning. Dog poo is the worst.. :( I wish I knew where it was coming from so I could irradicate it.

When I was in junior high/high school, I went away to summer camp.. it was a camp for Korean kids called 'Camp Conifer'. The reason why I was thinking about it today was because someone on the radio mentioned a guy named 'Dwight'... For the longest time I had a huge crush on a guy named that at camp. There wasn't anything exceptional about him.. he wasn't totally adorably cute or hunky.. but he was sweet and dorky and nice. Those qualities still seem to capture my attention. We danced together at the little camp dances we had and really didn't talk other than that. My crushes always seemed to be like that.. he liked me back but I lived in this little fantasy world with my perception of what the guy was that I fell in love with was like. So nothing really came of it. He asked for my address and phone number at the end of the week, we exchanged a few letters, and that was it. Actually that was probably the closest I came to having an asian boyfriend.

I tend to go for white guys.. maybe because there are more of them in my world. I'm just not attracted to asian guys at all. Maybe its the penis thing? Who knows.. just kidding. Most asian guys I've seen are looking for the "perfect" asian girl. Waif-like thin, colored hair, cell-phone, speaks English with an asian accent even though they've lived in America all their lives. Hey, I just described my cube-mate next door!

My first boyfriend was black. He was also 6'4". His name was Brian.. I was with him for 2 1/2 years and it was a long distance relationship. It wasn't a good experience. He really messed up my self-image.

I still smell the poo.. POO, where ARE YOU??? Please leave me.

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