Warning: This might be the longest profile you'll ever read. Go make some popcorn, get something to drink, and mentally prepare yourself for this monstrosity. I like to write and I just throw more things at this profile when they pop into my head. That's my excuse for the length. Oops.
God is number one in my life. All of this stuff afterwards is just bonus things that come with life.
First things first. If you drink or smoke at all or you're a big party goer, we probably won't work out too well. Also, if you're not a virgin I'm most likely not interested. I'm one of those few crazy wackos that think sex is a sacred thing and should be saved for marriage. So ridiculous, right?
Alright. On to more exciting, less straight edge things.
My name is Paul, but you can call me idiot if you'd like, that's what my friends know me as.
I'm intentionally awkward so.....yep.
I love playing sports. From football and basketball to croquet and shuffleboard, I'll be competitive. Sports are my life. Except for pro basketball. The NBA sucks.
I actually just made a goal for myself, a resolution if you will. I'm going to eat healthy and work out (to build muscle, I'm not fat) so that I can try out for the Chicago Rush in the fall. I would love to see how I stack up against other professional football hopefuls even though I've only played organized football one year.
I'm a photographer. It's one of my passions that I unfortunately don't get out and do often enough. I'm hoping that my parents finally cave in to my whining and put a dark room in our basement.
I recently got into writing. Screenplays to be exact. Its pretty fun. Look for my name on the big screen one of these days.
One of my goals in life is to own a race car. My Dad used to race at the local track so I hope to follow in his footsteps. Call me a redneck but racing is in my blood.
Another goal in life is to own a pug. They're basically the cutest animals on planet earth. If you don't agree, you might as well leave my page now.
Update: I'M GETTING A FREAKING PUG PUPPY!
Update 2: I HAVE MY FREAKING PUG PUPPY!
Sarcasm is the only language I speak. So don't actually leave my page if you don't like pugs. Maybe you should though.
If you're a resident of the United States of America, you're an American. Don't tell me you're "Russian, German, Hawaiian, and Indian." No. You're American. The same goes for African American. No. You're black. It's not negative, its just facts. You're not African at all. Unless you are in fact living in Africa or Russia or Germany. Rant over.
Needles are awful. I'm terrified of them. My biggest phobia by far. I'm not much of a fan of big bodies of water either.
I hate laughing. It's the worst activity ever. I don't know why everyone always says they like to laugh, I mean come on. Seriously.
I'm not much of a partier, I don't like drinking and I would rather hang out with a few of my friends than go to a big party.
Pepsi is better than Coke. End of story.
My biggest pet peeves include: Spllng thngs w/o vwls r rl wrds, chewing with your mouth open, when people don't actually let a sneeze out, people who claim they love a band but have only heard one song, lacking in the common sense department, casual relationships, cheating in relationships, lying in relationships, girlfriends mothers lying to cover up for their daughter in relationships, rudeness such as not holding doors open or talking during movies, many other things that I can't think of right now. Also, I hate ridiculous high heels and wedges. Just wear some regular old shoes please. Thanks.
I also am not an overly romantic guy. I find mushiness and gushiness to be downright repulsive. Sorry 'bout it. Don't think that mean's I'm not a gentleman though, I hold doors open and all that jazz.
Yeah, so, thats about all I got now.