matchmaker matchmaker make me a match....

Valentines Day is right around the corner. And though I am not a fan of the holiday much, I still figured, I would buckle down and take the stupid matchmaker quiz which our lovely school provides for us each year. The questions were down right ridiculous. Not even applying to me in any way, shape or form, nevertheless, I took it.
A week or so went by and yesterday, we recieved our "result" or our "matches" I use those terms ever so loosely because it is fraud, those tests are fraud. As trent howard handed me my results, I unfolded the paper and read my first or top match. Ugh. Please No. Please no. I read down the list. There were three that were friends...that were okay. The rest. Oh help me no! I handed the paper to wesley. Immediatly he started laughing. All the boys read through the list and around me nothing but laughter and apologies rang in my ears. This was embarrasing. I didn't know who any of them were. At all. Then the boys started pointing these choice individuals out, everytime I layed eyes on one, my gag reflex flexed. Bleck. Oh yeah....these are the boys. These are my matches.
Wade Anderson walked over to our group. (whom I love with all my heart and soul) His deep, rippling voice caught my attention and my head whipped around, "Hi Wade!" I said. He said hello back and took the paper from my hand. Immediatly that gorgeous smile spread acrossed his face and he too began to laugh. "Awesome, isn't it?" I asked. He laughed, "Yes. You're number one match, Chase Walker, He works at Wendy's and is a greaseball, I would get right on that." He elbowed me. I caught my breath. "This things are always messed up, I mean last year, my number one match was mini steve!" Again. Laughter. "Wow Mandi, you collect creepers." "That's the way I like it wade. Thanks..."
As this was going on, Evan hands me his results. He points to number one, my eyes bulge out of my head and I literally cheered outloud, "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" That was all I could get out. Evan cupped a hand over my mouth. "Mandi! Shhh. I don't want people to know!" Yes. Lucky lucky evan, as always, luck was on the boy's side and his #1 match was none other then the girl he has been crushing on for the past two years. Of course he would get what he wanted while I got all the druggies, rejects and wrestlers who were too dumb to read and just bubbled in letters. Awesome....
So once again. I say thank you Matchmaker Quiz. Thank you. Though Valentines isn't a big deal and it doesn't really matter to me if I am single or not, this is a great assest. It's fun is all. Oh have mercy on me cupid and don't find me a boy too soon. I like it just the way it is. Well. Maybe wade could take me to prom. Or bunny boy. You choose.
Yours truly:
Miss Mandi

also. P.S. sweethearts is Saturday. I am so excited!!!! Me and Andrew. Andrew and I. The dance floor wont know what hit them!