i find it funny that we always complain and we're always trying to find and create the perfect guy, us witty girls.

i was on vaca w/ my family and we were walking through one of those grand hotels; i was talking w/ my cousin and stuff....then i realized, he is everything i want from a guy: nice, kind, slightly taller than me, funny...ect. sigh...too bad he's my cousin.

i guess i just wanna say that there is a "perfect guy" for us somewhere...even if they're related to us; if they are, they'll help us w/ our problems and help us compromise cuz nothings "perfect"



idk.....just came to mind