<p>I used to be…very rotund before I lost a lot of weight…I mean a lot (my doctor was worried I had an eating disorder, even though all I did was stop eating desert)</p>
<p>However, I still root for the fat guy. I find I inexplicably like:
<p>I have a soft spot for the nice guy. The one who never gets the girls and doesn’t have a six pack. He opens doors, has lame jokes and smiles at yours. Don’t get me wrong, I still find hott guys hot but I will go out of my way to make sure I treat the nice guy the same.</p>
<p>You’re not impressing anyone, Sheed. Ha, ha.</p>
<p>My soft spots… Kings who are executed (Charles I, Louis XVI). It’s strange, but I always feel so bad for them.</p>
<p>I’m a semi-feminist, so I hate it when boys make a big deal about opening doors. I like it when a guy is in FRONT of me, and keeps the door open for me, but I find it terribly obnoxious when he runs in front of me to open the door. Thank you very much, but I’m capable of opening a door myself.</p>
<p>I have a soft spot for uncomplicated guys who are genuinely sweet, and will just sit and talk with me honestly.</p>
<p>I have a soft spot for you know, the stereotypical “geek”. The boy who is so smart but pretty shy and incredibly socially awkward but who deep down, really wants friends. Who looks so different and who people make fun of. I always become friends with those guys because when you take the time to meet them, they are awesome. Only very rarely do people take the time.</p>
<p>Ugh. Okay. AS annoys me. So many people who’ve never been formally diagnosed with it claim to have it. </p>
<p>You know what? I feel kind of sad today. Why don’t I just diagnose myself with clinical depression? But hold on, I feel happy now. Should I diagnose myself with bipolar disorder? Also, I don’t remember what I was doing at 2:47 on April 9th, 1996. I’m diagnosing myself with amnesia. And I didn’t sleep well last night, so I also have insomnia.</p>