Date competition

I'd like to apologise for the abrupt end to last weeks post, but I had actually ran out of the week. Literally 2 seconds after I got post confirmation it was midnight, so that was something of a close call. I will continue it in a later post, but first I'd like some input from you about what aspects of thought you want me to explore further.

Anyway, on with this weeks post. According to my poll, 80% (ie 4 people, but it sounds much more impressive if it's a percentage) of you want to know more about current events in my life. I haven't a clue why, I don't care what's happening in your life so why should you care what's happening in mine? But apparently I'm supposed to give the public what they want.

Along with all the very dull events in my life, such as exams etc. I also have some only slightly dull events happening. An example of the latter is the competition I have somehow fell into with two other people in my class. The competition is to see who can get a date for our prom at the start of July. For most people this wouldn't be interesting, but for us it is. This is because none of us actually have social lives. The others might claim to, but in reality they don't.

So once we had come up with this idea we needed some rules. We set out the rules as follows (I'm just going to quote myself from my own facebook here):

The first rule of date club is you do not talk about dat- Oh wait...
Must be from outside of school
Must understand it is a date, not bring a friend to prom day
Mustn't be related (considering the last rule, I'd hope not)
Must be of an appropriate age

So we had the idea and the rules. Now all we needed were dates. This seems to be where the plan fails.
For this reason the rest of the post will be about why everyone should want to go on a date with me.
Firstly, I'm very attractive. People have described my face as follows "Well, he does have a face", "His bone structure will suitably protect his head" and "He has a nose". Whilst describing my figure someone said "If he gets any taller he'll nearly be average height!"
Then of course there's my wonderful personality, of which people have said "If you're really really drunk, he's an all right guy. As you sober up he becomes a dick again though.", "You know those people who are decent and nice? Well try to remember that they exist while talking to Algar, or you might become depressed." and "Talking to Algar is like having a conversation with a bastard. The difference being that if it was a conversation you would at least get a chance to speak."
In fact one person was so amazed by me they were lost for words: "The less said about Algar, the better."
And my best value is my honesty. Well, actually that's a blatant lie, otherwise I wouldn't have just made up a bunch of quotations about myself. As you can probably tell, I'm not overly confident that I'll get a date. I will of course keep you updated. I just accidentally made a pun. Updated. Get it? I know, it's not very good. I probably shouldn't have mentioned it, but I can't unmention it, there's no such thing as an internet rubber. So it'll just stand there as a monument to bad accidental puns, reminding us to strive for comic perfection.

I get the feeling stuff like going on about "a monument to bad accidental puns" is why I can't get a date.
Ah well.