“I don’t think I can be better than Beth, ugh, I think I can be okay though. Well, a little bellow the average more like. Nothing special or anything, you probably have better options. There is no need to choose me, really, but can you, please? No pressure, though. I want you to be happy, so it’s up to you to decide. But if you chose me, that would be nice. I don’t do triathlons and I won’t run with you in the morning, I’ll actually sleep until the noon, because I was writing my thesis all night. I’m akward with kids and I think Jack likes Derek more than me, but I know lot of stuff about dinosaurs and stars if he’s interested. I’m not the type to call you on dates and, to tell the truth, I’m not the type who goes on dates at all, so that will be awkward too. I can’t cook and I don’t have much experience in bed or, well, at all, you know, sometimes I don’t know what I’m doing and what I’m talking about. I’m not your type, meaning I’m not cheerful, confident, gentle and I’m definitely not a girl, though I decided to grow my hair again, do you like it? I mean, it doesn’t matter, but I hope you do, even if that won’t make me a good wife, you’re searching for.