I want to include the rest of you in this game. Hit me up in the comments and say Truth or Dare. I will respond with a question or a dare and you can post yours either on your blog, or in my comments for my blogless readers. If you accept a truth or dare, then I will accept one from you, so keep checking back to see how I respond.Now, for some of you freaks out there, I gotta have some ground rules, so here are some suggested guidelines.
Let's not ask to see pics of each other (completely) naked. The idea is to get to know each other better, not embarrass each other.
~Ask interesting questions~
If you do a dare, it has to be something that can be easily shown by posting a pic online~
Let's not get crazy with the dares
So there is this vicious cycle of Truth or Dare coming around and being the "play it cool" person that I am, I decided to take Truth for both Trizz and Cas.
Trizz asked - "Tell us about your ideal man (include all necessities, dealbreakers, etc.)"
Through all of the relationships that I have been in, I have taken a thing or two from each person (be it jackass or not) and found something useful to either strive towards or eliminate all together. My ideal man has to bring something to the table, he has to be able to complement me. Where I am weak, he needs to be strong and vice versa. The ability to make me smile and laugh. He has to have a backbone because sometimes my sarcasm unintentionally cuts a little deep. I like a man that wears confidence like a well tailored suit, not to be confused with arrogance or conceit. Aggressive when he needs to be, but comfortable enough to let me run the show sometimes. Trustworthy, caring, charming, believes in chivalry and monogamy. Someone who treats me like a Queen and thoroughly realizes that without a doubt, I have his back.. it's only right if he is my King.
lol Cas mentioned something in a past post about a person's type. My type was -
- athletic (football players)
- tall (5"11-6"2)
- short tapered hair
- facial hair
- lean build, or muscular
- No particular complection (I've dated them all from white to night)
I have varied alot and have grown to look for things alittle deeper. Even though he still needs to be taller then me.. c'mon now.. I'm 5'1. The question was cut somewhat short, cause I could go on and on but I'll dwell on the more important things. Lemme see a dealbreaker... his voice.. I LOVE a deep, masculine voice.
Cas asked - "What was the stupidest thing you have ever done for love? "
lol I'm not sure if this qualifies for "in the name of love" but I was in the 11th grade and I wanted to go to the Class of 99's (I was the c/o 00') Grad Night. Yanno, Grad Night was when that class went to the theme park and it was open til' like 2 a.m. with other high schoolers but closed to the general public. Of course the guy I was feeling at the time went to an entirely different HS, and lived around the corner from my grandparents but it was something to get him alone, by himself with no adults. So I came up with a scheme. My grandparents were strict, so I convinced them that my best friend L was going and her mom was going to pick us up from the high school at 2:30 a.m. My best friend went but told her mom that my grandfather was going to pick us up. So we rode the bus to the amusement park, I'm all geeked cause I got to sit with Twin (my crush). We're walking and riding all of the rollercoasters, holding hands and giggling over all of the loser couples that wore matching outfits. lol Don't ask me where L was at this time, the only thing that really mattered was the fact that I was hugged up with one of the finest dudes. So we're getting ready to leave the amusement park and I hear a female's voice yell across the park. I'm looking at her march over towards the both of us and Twin kinda let my hand slip down to my side. She's going off about how they came together but he vanished, she had been paging him 911 left and right and couldn't get a call back. My mouth fell and of course I had to save face, so I pretended I was getting a "page" and it was my man. He looked at me sideways, I walked away all smug but my little heart was hurting SO bad. I finally got L and we got back on the HS bus. Well, since we both had told stories contridicting themselves, we didn't have a ride and we were stranded in downtown Cleveland at 3:00 a.m. with some damned stuffed animals while a bum in a trenchcoat was cooing like a pigeon and running in circles around us. We finally got some quarters and called her mom to come pick us up, while telling her that my grandfather forgot.
There you have it. *throws up hands* That's all I have man.. that's all I have!
Tenacious dared me to post a picture of J... that one dude and since I skimmed it and laughed out loud. I don't back down from dares since I'm a G.. so here ya go:
