snow.
holidays are coming.
it's almost december.
the following is a chart based on month and fun in logan.

december-january is the all time low.
everyone is paired up.
that's right friends. HERRO CUDDLING SEASON.
it's here. in a big, bad way.
it's actually a vicious cycle.
Since we've been in school for about 3 months, people have pretty much paired up and are lovin cuddling all day errrday.
Some of us...are not paired up.
some of us don't even have the option of a sweetbro tool-y to call over.
then it gets cold, real cold.
then holidays come.
and some of us...are still not paired up.
in times like these i'd even consider resting my head on an ed hardy covered chest.
so in our boredom of not having things to do on some nights, we do the one thing that leads to our ultimate demise.
we go to hastings and get one tree hill.
this is the worst thing we could possibly do because the men in our real, everyday lives, never live up to those men on One Tree Hill.
Difference:
in real life there are zero perfectly worded speeches on how much he loves you
in real life, he WILL NOT go to the ends of the earth and almost die to show you his love.
in real life, boys do not have perfect bodies and offer you the hottest makeout sessions in the rain, in a swimming pool, or on top of the hood of a car.
In real life, nathan scott does not exist. you will not marry a man that plays in the NBA.
logan boys, where are you?
why are we not cuddling?
I'm confused...
because there definitely seems to be an increase in happy couples around.
plus a decrease in social activities.
means there should be a huge surplus of cuddle invitation text-icles.
...
so we go to hastings. dressed in the usual sweats and tall t's (you can judge me, it's fine).
and of course, as we turn down the aisle we see the cutest couple to grace logan, and both individuals look at us as if they are REALLY concerned about our well being.
okay, well uhh, yeah.
of course i'm non showered.
of course i've got stains on my shirt.
of course I'm wearing a shirt that's 6 sizes too big, from my high school, that i got my sophomore year.
of course my hair is in a messy bun and i have a half eaten kit kat in my hand.
of course my mascara has been left on for a questionable amount of time.
Of course my sweats are huge and make me look way more overweight than necessary.

it's fine, nathan scott doesn't care what i look like.
ohhh wait, logan boys, is this why we're not dating?
stop it, i'd at least put on fresh mascara for you.
Um what? me, non-showered, in sweats and a tall t is probably the most attractive thing you'll ever see. i even shock myself sometimes with how hot I look on One Tree Hill nights.
it's not okay. because the longer we don't have cuddle buddies, the longer this happens, and the longer i stare at nathan scott all night. umm, yeah i know. the good news is we're on season seven disk 5. one more disk and we're donezo with One Tree Hill, then we're on the prowl.
One tree hill is ruining our lives!!!
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