2. That you never really know how advanced you are in math until you move from Calc III/Linalg one year to AP Statistics the next.

3. Listening to the same 6 or 7 songs 4 times in a row is annoying. 5 is a headache. 6 is torture. 7 and you want to jump off a building. 8 or more is just overkill.

4. I like my hair straighter than it is right now.

5. Iceland has a penis museum. No joke.

6. Mr. Bettina remains an awesome teacher.

7. It’s still fun to mess with my fake girlfriend’s head.

8. Where my classes are.

9. I think I want to change my image, but I don’t know how, why, or to what.

10. My microëconomics teacher is far too loud. It’s quite off-putting.

11. You may live to regret not having taken that chance. Of course, you also may be relieved that you didn’t do it. I guess it depends on the situation.

12. NOTHING is FREE!

13. Doodling is fun, especially when you’re missing crucial information about the courses you’re going to take.

14. I can still remember a random sequence of 9 numbers from 7 years ago.

And 15. Lists are DAMN hard to make.

So far in this weblog, I’ve mainly stayed away from the subject of dating and relationships, mostly because I didn’t have a whole lot to talk about, my only relationship being a long-distance one that lasted for four months. However, recent events have conspired to give me time to think about such things, and I figured, hey, what the hell, why not talk about them. So in this post, I’m going to speak, from a boy’s point of view (as I cannot say anything for a girl’s point of view) about the issue of “types.” What are types, you might ask? Well, commonly, a guy (or girl, again, I don’t know) tends to fall much more strongly for a certain physical look of a girl (or guy, if they roll that way) than any other other kind. Thomas J. Shecklebottom, an expert that I was able to interview on the street, said about this phenomenon, “What on earth are you doing asking me all these questions, kid? I just wanted to hear directions to the nearest ATM!” All kidding aside, these “types” seem to be rather important to some. The difference from one type to another might be as simple as a slight change in hair color, to a radical change in height, skin color, eye color, hair color, facial proportions, eyebrow thickness, and other variations of the face or body. I find that, for myself, I look at the topmost portion of a girl’s head (from her eyes up, including all her hair) to determine if ‘she’s my type.’ For me, I’d say that three variations of this ‘locale,’ if you would call it that (which you might not), that I find most attractive. I’ve also found that each of these preferred types became apparent to me at different times in my life. When I first became interested in girls, around the age of three or four (precocious little scamp, wasn’t I?), I developed a preference for girls who had long, straight, dirty blonde hair and pale skin, but not completely colorless. I also preferred blue or brown eyes to any other color. A year or two later, I underwent a shift that had me finding girls with straight medium-short brown hair and dark brown eyes, in addition to a light-tanned complexion, attractive. I figure that this was probably because I decided to like girls similar to myself, hoping that physical similarities would lead to personality similarities. Strangely, though, this newfound attraction didn’t lead to the demise of the old one, it simply added itself into my mind, where they coëxisted for a long time. My mind stayed this way for a long time, until high school rolled around. At this point, I began to embrace my true personality, and whilst browsing the internet’s most suitable boards (for my own tastes), I began to find a certain type of girl that often had the same personality as me, or so it seemed. She generally had straight, dark, almost black, medium-length hair, very pale, almost white skin, and either dark brown or icy blue eyes. I know I described this last type of girl in more vivid detail, but that’s simply because ‘she’ was developed by my mind when it was older, and thus, more specific. Anywho, this girl had the same effect as the second one to come along. She didn’t replace my old attractions, but simply added to my palette. Nowadays, I often find myself, unwittingly, paying more attention to these three types of girls than any others. It doesn’t mean that I’ve eliminated any desire for any other kind of girl, I just personally prefer these types. Readers will also notice that I neglected to include any sort of body type with these girls. That’s simply because I’m going to say it here, so I wouldn’t have to say it thrice. Along with these general facial appearances, I find myself attracted to mostly very thin, ALMOST frail-looking girls. It just happens. Again, this doesn’t preclude any other body types, but I generally am attracted to girls with slightly fewer “curves” (and I’m hoping I’m using that correctly, I’m not exactly up-to-date on “slang” or “street talk.”)

HOWEVER! All of these preconceived notions of what is attractive may be thrown entirely out the window once conversation is started! My greatest attractor is, seemingly contrary to what I’ve just said, a girl’s personality.  The simple truth behind ‘types’ is that it generally helps me to try and predict what a girl’s personality will be. That’s what physical attraction essentially boils down to, for me. In each of the three cases, I’ve attached a personality to a look, without even trying, so that I might find a person who holds the type of personality that I like. I look to the blondes because my mind connects them with outgoing-ness, which is a perfect compliment to my rather nonsocial life, I hope that they can force me to do things that I wouldn’t normally do. I look at the brown-haired girls because I, often mistakenly, hope that physical similarity, as I said before, will lead to personality similarity. And I look at the black-haired girls because it’s been ‘proven’ to me (single quotes because it’s not ACTUALLY true, it just seems that way), that they are similar in personality, which would make for a very comfortable time spending time with them, because they’d be more inclined to stay home and watch a movie or television rather than go out and interact with, y’know, other people.  Except for the body type, I look for clues to personality, subconsciously, using my types. The body type is simply physical preference, nothing more (and it’s relatively strange to me that I’d have a purely physical preference, but I guess that’s the culmination of billions of years of evolution).

So now I think I’m going to quit my rambling before I go on about things that might be even touchier than this subject. I’m glad I have a blog. While I was typing that LONG second paragraph, I realized my mind’s processes, and thus, was able to type the third paragraph! It’s also pretty strange to be writing all these things that I generally don’t tell people…but I’ve always been bursting to tell someone, and I’m not very keen on talking one-to-one with people. So, to the internet this post goes!

-Zeros While TwoVar Try

Girl. Anything I should add?

So it was a pretty successful day. I’ve not got much planned for tomorrow, so I may or may not post. Also, if anyone has ideas on how I might be able to draw a beach scene, commentary might be nice. Thanks for reading!

The shirt was so easy-it was awesome!

So yeah, that’s pretty much it for me for today. I underwent an experience so shocking that I experienced a cold sweat earlier, but that’s an entirely different story.     

The shirt says math stuff.

So there he is. He’s good at math, so I included math stuff on his shirt. Also, he likes wearing purple. I figure that I’ll let the rest of his personality come out as comics are produced. Till later!