Tina

Oh, I'm a nutcase. I think like a man, and I mean that in its most perverse and profane sense. Not to mention I curse like an ill-driven trucker too. This is exactly the reason why I think God made me a woman, just so I could still bank on sheer subtlety when I unconsciously bastardize somebody. Women who do this have probably mastered the art of acting coy when the situation calls for it and do so without seeming the least bit cocky. Had I been born with balls, I would have been gunned down or emasculated during my pre-puberty days, which is a sad thing because I've always wondered how it is to be a manwhore.I have in me the absolute power to embarass the people basking in my company just by being myself--- loud, obnoxious and remotely ghetto. With that said, one can conclude that I'm not the best person to bring when you come from a family of conservatives, unless you've been plotting your disownment since you were born.I frown at people who have no sense of spontaneity. Life's just too damn short to waste on schedule and agenda. With that said, I realize that I frown at myself for being a slave to my jam-packed organizer overflowing with tasks and useless appointments. In this world driven by money and materialism, I'd much rather disappoint myself than starve. I'll just save the spontaneity til my retirement. By then, I'd be too old and rickety to trek the Great Wall of China or conquer Everest.Also. never try to get into a debate and/or an argument with me, unless it's something that could be proven by mathematical theory (I couldn't do math for shit. Not even to save my life). It's not because I think I'm always right. It's more of the fact that I have the incapacity to admit I'm wrong. Should you choose to argue despite my warning, please stop when you see me turning red. Trust me, you don't want to hear me yap to prove my point in my high-pitched debate tone all day. One, it's deafening. Two, i'm gonna frustrate you til you bleed. Now that we've had it all cleared, don't say I didn't warn you.So how about it buddy? With everything I wrote about myself here, would you still want to be my friend? ;-)