Friday, May 29, 2009

Have you ever experienced so much sexual tension, it makes it impossible to put your sights on anything else?

Yeah.
That's pretty much my life right now.

All I keep thinking about is how I can quench this thirst.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Tired. Sad. Ugh.

Why do people have to be so mean to others? I really don't get. I don't think I ever will.

It's like... there are times when a joke goes on long enough, and then it just isn't funny anymore.
There are times where it's appropriate to say something, and other times where you should act more cordial.

I MEAN, REALLY, PEOPLE. IT ISN'T THAT HARD TO SHOW SOME COMPASSION, IS IT?!

Ugh. I watched my best friend get more and more distressed because some douchebag fucktard was talking a bunch of shit.
He tells people he hates him. OK COOL. But he "only" hates him when he's acting "irrational".
Um... what?
So then, the PROPER response would be something more along the lines of, "We've got some problems. Nunya business."
But golly, wouldn't that be mature. AND WHO WANTS THAT?! EH?!

Anyway.
I am bitchy. I have never been so bitchy or intolerant in my life.
Jake kept telling me he hated me tonight. It was a really funny joke, at first. I even threw in some machete references.
But he just kept doing it. It was so fucking annoying. So we dropped him off.
HA. TAKE THAT. SWINE.

Ugh, why am I so sad?
This fucking fight with Chad has really gotten to me.
I hate it. HATE. IT.

I need a way to get out of this funk.
All I want to do is lay in bed all day and do nothing.
THAT IS NOT OKAY.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Quarter-Life Crisis.

There are six ways to cure a headache, and then you realize you're fucked.

1. Excedrin
2. Water
3. Sleep
4. Masturbation/Sex
5. Food
6. Caffeine

1. Took 9 total. Didn't do a thing
2. I don't think I could drink any more water. My pee could have been taken directly out of the toilet and would've tasted JUST LIKE IT.
3. I just keep dreaming about aliens. Where is the invasion? I'm waiting patiently.
4. Ah yes. Did that. Not the sex part. But definitely tried to fix this headache with a little alone time. All it did was increase my libido. I'm close to fucking anything that moves now.
5. Oh yeah. Tried that. Made a tuna sandwich when I got home. Fish has Omega-3. Supposed to help headaches. Didn't.
6. Had a Full Throttle tonight and laughed at Asians. Did it cure my headache? No

After much internal debate, I have realized I'm screwed. This perpetual headache is never going to go away, because I can't get laid.
Guys somehow just know that I'm on the brink of desperation. So they laugh and stay as far away as possible.
I hugged a guy tonight, and I got all friggen happy in my pants over it! DON'T EVEN LIKE HIM.
And do you know what I blame it on?

'Gilmore Girls'. And Logan Huntsberger.
I was forbidden to watch that show. I remember why, now.

The worst part? I'm not even PMSing.

Seriously. It's like the last penis that entered my vagina has tainted me.

I'm frustrated in multiple dimensions!

I want to be in a constant state of flux between sobriety and drunken whoreyness.
That means I need vodka, ice cream, a texting party, and possibly some weed.
Oh. And Jensen Ackles in tiny boxer briefs would NOT hurt, AT ALL.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Real World.

Reality check.

It's almost 5AM. And I have seriously been fighting with Chad since 2AM.
GOD. WHY.

I love the guy, have since fricken... 2006!
He moves to Oregon. Am I really gonna just... drop everything? Wait around for him? Not date? REALLY?
No. Of course not. But do I still love him? YES.

So much has been revealed tonight.

I was under the impression that if there was any girl for him in MN, it was ME.
What a joke.
No. He chose Kelly. She lives in Chaska. Looks like me, funnily enough.
Well, before I got cool.
Dark hair. Glasses. Adorable. FUCKING GOD.

So, I feel a little inadequate. Is that so wrong? I DON'T THINK SO.

Chad was here about a month and a half ago. Didn't even see me. Wasn't even gonna tell me he was here. I should've known then.
Why am I so stupid?

Well, fine fine fine.
He can go be with her.
I'm just gonna wallow, and I think I'm allowed to.

It's so funny, though, that so much can happen in ONE DAY.
I am extremely overwhelmed.

Apollo finally got my number.
Nick Creamier, Michael Cox, and myself are all hanging out today. (God, I should go to sleep.)
Mark is coming to Minnesota.
Audra is coming to Minnesota.
And Chad chose a girl from MN over me... who also lives in MN.

So. All of this good stuff... and I still feel like shit.

I hate how much power they have over me. Stupid. I need ice cream.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Never to come back again.

It's 1:20AM. Where is your head at?

I can tell you where mine is.
It's on men.

I hate them.
They annoy me, frustrate me, make me swoon, make it difficult to think and breathe, make me want to hurt things (mainly small, cute things), they break my heart.
And to top it off! They're completely impossible to live without, both logically and emotionally.

Fucking douchebags.

Friday, May 1, 2009

"This is top secret. Don't tell me mother."

Haha, so, I registered for my classes for this fall.

I don't have to pay a dime cuz the government is taking care of me, YAYYYY.

Anyway.

I took Intro to Logic, because it covers two of my transfer sections.
I also took Women's Studies because NO THANKS PHYSICS, I'LL PASS. You almost killed me in high school, why on EARTH would I want to endure you again?

Then, I took Child and Adolescent Development... Oh yes, Psychology. How I've missed you.

And last but not least, I took History of Rock and Roll because it covers my Theatre Arts class, and I'm not taking choir or anything related to acting.
Also, Brady said it was a good class.

SO COOL. I'm pretty pumped. Logic will most likely make me never want to write again, but meh.

I almost took Glass Blowing but I feel so stupid when it comes to anything artistic that I'd probably just look like a douchebag in that class.

SO YEAH. I'll skip that for now.



I saw 'Wolverine' tonight.
Um.
First off. They put it up as X-Men 4 on the billboard outside of AMC.
Secondly, it was very blase.
Finally, Gambit was NOT Gambit, but fuck me SIDEWAYS if Taylor Kitsch wasn't beautiful anyway.

I'm gonna go watch bigger and better things now. Like 'Gilmore Girls'. :-D