Are you a teenager?

14/F/Korea

It's not creepy, it's just pathetic.

I'm not trying to be mean here, but to have someone to profess their love to you anonymously? Go big or go home, kid. Why would a girl appreciate or be impressed by an electronic gesture that takes no courage to make? If you're going to tell someone how you feel about them, don't do it over the internet and don't do it with your tail between your legs. She deserves better than that, don't you think?

Show them your booty hole.

And if that doesn't work, I dunno. I think it'd be cool if a girl was just really ballsy about it. Like if she had something she really liked, i.e. a book, an album, whatever, and just set it and front of me and said "Have you read/listened to this? You're life will be better if you do, so here, take mine. Also, while I'm here, let's talk."

This one time about a year or so ago, a girl (who shall remain nameless) said something along the lines of "Why aren't we friends?" out of the blue to me. I was really caught off guard and thought it was really cool and then we proceeded to have a conversation.

So yeah, I say cut the bullshit and just talk to the person. Do something cool.

You are such a creep. I wish I looked cute while I sleep, but I think that I probably look like a dead ape or something.

My dad is a mix o' things. Scottish, German, Native American are the top, though. My last name is 100% Scottish. It was originally spelled "Stirling" as in the ancient burgh in Scotland, but my great great grandfather joined the army at 15 and he changed it to "Sterling" so they couldn't look up his real age.

You'd be surprised by how wrong you are. Whenever I give hugs, these huge spikes pop out of my shoulders. It's like a boobytrapped sarcophagus. That's why I don't huge people anymore.

...And why my heart is so empty :'(

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

In a cornfield after she found me in my crash-landed space pod.

You should buy a bunch of sexy stuff like chocolate covered strawberries, some Altoids and champagne and when you're at the register be like, "I'd like to check YOU out..."

Aw yea.

I never considered it...I dunno, people on youtubes are really critical when it comes to lets plays and I hate having to film my TV to record non-computer ones. Me and Zack were actually talking recently and WHEN we move in together we might both chip in for an expensive capture thingy and make videos about videogames together. But yeah, a let's play for skyward sword would just be me getting angry about the STUPID BOMBS NOT ROLLING WHEN I TRY TO ROLL THEM AND EXPLODING ON ME INSTEAD

OKAY SATURDAY IS GOING HAM.

JOHN WENT TO LOWE'S, LOWE'S, LOWE'S, LOWE'S, LOWE'S, LOWE'S, LOWE'S, LOWE'S.

Nothing catastrophic in terms of a blender exploding all over the place, sitcom-style or anything. But I've definitely had disasters when it comes to cooking the actual food. The most recent that comes to mind is what I'm going to call "The Almond Thin Incident".

I'll spare you the details and cut to the chase: Summer. San Diego. Me and Aubrey baking. Too thick/not crunchy enough. Frighteningly over-salted. So salty, it was like someone built Lays potato chip factory in your mouth and forgot the potatoes. So salty, it could make old, potty-mouthed sailors blush. It was like tasting the ocean itself with a little bit of nuts thrown in. In a fool's hope to remedy the situation, I made a chocolate ganache thinking that it would offset the salty flavor. Instead it just tasted like a chocolate saltshaker.

To this day, I dream of making a delicious almond thin. It is my Everest.

WHERE DID YOU HEAR THAT NAME.

I love Spanish soup!

THANKS FOR EXPLAINING THAT TO ME, WASN'T JOKING OR ANYTHING. I REALLY THOUGHT THEY WERE ASKING ME ABOUT SOUP IN SPANISH.

No way. Me and John actually made me a new nickname tonight:

Muskuls Tattoo.

Learn it.