Health class. We're in the Sex-Ed, relationships unit. Splendid. And We have to write our wedding vows. Splendid. But you know Mr. health teacher, I CAN'T GET MARRIED YOU STUPID IGNORANT SEXIST DEUCHE BAG! Oh , and by the way Ross's first girlfriend didn't "Turn gay" in friends. It doesn't work that way. And who says that cave woman couldn't have hunted? Huh?
Ok, so its not even that the class, or he, is that bad, its just that for the past week we've been talking about what girls like in boys and what boys like in girls, and how boys and girls are different blah blah blah blah. Basically nothing I can relate to, only more reasons for me to dislike the majority of teenage boys, and a total waste of time.
I don't know, he just keeps talking about marriage, about long term marriage, about sex before marriage, and more marriage, and more marriage, and you know what health class teacher? I. can't. get. married.
Anyway, I wrote the vows/ poem/ thing- to our future spouse anyway because I had to. I kept mine because I kind of liked it, even if i didn't like the assignment. You can stop reading now, but here they are:
This is everything.
And when I say that I mean it.
Humour my melodrama and over-romantacism here,
because this is everything.
I don't believe in going back,
and I don't believe in breaking things.
Once we're here, we're here.
And If I'm here it means a lot.
A lot about you, A lot about me,
A lot about us.
It means I know all you faults
and I love you anyways.
It means that I think you are the only one I ever want to be with.
It means your intelligent, sincere,
that we're both completely honest with each other.
It means that even though we know each other so well,
we still think we're both interesting,
And we genuinely like each other,
love each other.
It means we're not going to let the little things bother us.
It means I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
This is everything.
And that's it. Except for my title. We read this Maya Angelou poem in English class today "Phenomenal Woman" I think is the title or something very close to that, anyway i have to write a poem tonight about something I'm phenomenal at, or how I'm phenomenal.
I think I'm going to write about how I'm phenomenal at mediocrity.