he makes me wanna wash my car

the bureaucratics of my school annoy me. maybe i should just give in and jump thru their hoops, but, then again, i really don't want that to be on my E! True Hollywood stories segment. it will be embarassing enough without that..."tell us again, how did you manage to bump your head on the open dishwasher door while crawling under it to clean up the pasta you spilled all over the floor?"
oh, and apparently, i have no heart (i bet science can't wait to get their hands on me). If i hear one more reference to this statement or any mention of my "cold heart", i'll ...ummm....what the hell, i'll probablty just take a nap.
("damn, girl, it's cold in here, button your shirt...") ...and u wonder why they're all ex's now...
the title? yeah, this guy looks cute to me now, but i liked his car 1st, so i don't know if my brain is playing tricks on me with the connection...(beer goggles, anyone?)...oh well, maybe he likes my car too...