I'm so glad I'm not a thirteen year old boy...

Jamie, Thirteen year old boys are nasty. They smell, they look dirty and they are constantly trying to be awful...or at least not get caught being nice. After meeting some really nasty boys the other night at Brett's friend's paintball birthday party I am reminded why I never gave boys the time of day until well into high school. Once in high school, guys start caring what girls think of them and some what clean up their act. How lovely. What a snobby tween I was...well worth it though. I am so glad I never went out with any of my not so secret admirers in middle school. I was asked out 100 times a day...and at least once a day someone would ask for my hand in marriage.