December 2010
Another one.
I really want to go get my tongue pierced tonight. I wonder if it would ruin my night though? Some people have said it doesn’t swell for a few days, others told me it swells immediately. Someone said just to drink lots of slurpees to keep the pain and swelling down. I think i’m gonna go for it, if I can find the perfect time.
Should i...
Should i be worried? Should i take some precautionary items? Should i hold off or give in to the carnal desires? I don’t know how i feel or what i expect but i hope that whatever does happen that it goes smooth. I’m scared to meet the misses, not so much about the brother. I’m a bit apprehensive about how bumpy the night is going to be, not to mention the morning after. We have a...
It's so cold.
I’ve been sitting in this auto body shops poorly heated waiting room for an hour. I just want my baby car fixed. I wish I could do the labor myself but I don’t know how.
Fuck being a doctor, i’m gonna be a mechanic.
M'watching Mean Girls.
Smoking hookah, eating pizza, and deflowering a Mean Girls virgin. Great night you guys. I wish I were me, you do too, I know.
Annoyed
Wtf? Take me on a date, bitch. Take me on four. Stop fucking around.
My early Christmas
I made my parents give me my new phone today. My old one was fucking up it’s not just that i’m impatient. Although I am.
This phone is too badass thoug, i’m using it right now. I’m way to excited about all the new stuff this phone let’s me do. I downloaded so many games and too many other random apps. That’s all I see myself doing tonight. The only thing!...
I've been up for 3.6 hours.
I have yet to get out of bed. I watched a movie, talked to some people. I need a shower and some food but i don’t care to do either.
I've had a productive day off of school.
Woke up just before noon.
Had some cute texts when i woke up.
Went to lunch with a lot of seniors from my school.
Finally got that Asian food i’ve been craving.
Talked to my dad about getting a new phone and he jumped to it.
Got a free Palm Pixi that’ll be here around Thursday.
Just made plans to go be a lesbian with my one true love, Patrice.
I love Mondays.
Too much thought.
I hate having time to myself. When i’m with other people i don’t have to worry about keeping my mind busy and my thoughts off of morbid subjects. When i’m alone though, there’s hardly anything that can keep my mind busy. I hate having time alone. I just want to be near people 24/7. I want someone near me for every moment of the day, that way i can be happy.
It's too much.
That is what my emotions are, too much. I think i’ve given myself a stress headache from how much i’ve thought about you and what you’re doing and where you are. Every time my text goes unanswered or my joke goes unnoticed i can’t help but wonder what it is distracting you. I want to know. I want to talk to you all day. I want to be with you all day, nothing would make me...
My sister is high.
Every time she gets high she ends up putting the t.v. on the History Channel. Doesn’t ever matter what’s on. She just sits there and watches it, completely enraptured. Whatever is happening around her is lost on the happenings of Roswell or on Hitler’s Third Reich. It’s slightly hilarious to watch her just fall into whatever is on but it’s also annoying as shit. I...
How do i do these things that i do?
How am i supposed to tell him that it sends chills up and down me when he bites and kisses my neck? How do you say that to someone? Is there a way to tell someone those kinds of things this early on? Should i just giggle and sort of shy away? Should i lean into it, grab his hair, lock my legs around him? Ask for more and more and more? I want to. I want to do all of these things. But how do you do...
Curse this.
I hate how good of a procrastinator i am. I succeed every single time at the art of procrastination. I am tooo good. I have a million tests coming up and about two million projects due soon and all i want to do is stay up late and watch Avatar. I didn’t even go to school today. I stayed home, hung out with someone cool people, got high, and went to work. My life is up but my grades are down....
I JUST GOT INVITED TO RUSSIA
FUCKING RUSSIA. DO YOU KNOW HOW EXCITED I WOULD BE FOR THE CHANCE TO GO TO RUSSIA? I WOULD NOT EVEN THINK ONCE MUCH LESS TWICE ABOUT EMPTYING MY ENTIRE SAVINGS ACCOUNT FOR THE CHANCE TO GO TO FUCKING RUSSIA. IT’S FUCKING RUSSIA. OH MY GOD RUSSIA. I WOULD WEAR NOTHING BUT MY LITTLE RUSSIA HAT AND I WOULD BE SO GODDAMN EXCITED JUST TO DO NOTHING BUT STAND IN RUSSIA. Russia bro, fucking Russia.
There's a party going on.
I skipped school today. I went and picked up my college friend, invited my sister and her bong along, and my dog i here. All of us on my bed. All of us on our respective laptops doing our different shit.
I skipped school, again.
I had so many tests and projects to do today. Oh well, i might get them done when i get home from work. I doubt it, but you never know.
Plan B
The plan for the successful.
vomitshit:
Slowly forgetting how it feels to be in-love with anything other than sex and drugs. People do nothing but piss me off consistently.
I've got it.
I officially know what my memorial tattoo for Nick is going to be.
Chop Suey
Two years.
Two years ago today one of my very close friends got killed. I doesn’t seem like it could already have been two years without him. I don’t even understand how the cosmos decided that he needed to go. He was the brightest kid you’d ever meet. His smile literally made every other person around him feel better, even if just a little. He was so driven and ambitious. I don’t...
I guess it's time.
I’ve tried already a time or two. Or maybe quite a few more times than that. It”s your turn to try if you want to do this. And if not well then i guess i’ll move myself right along my little conveyor belt.
Things are okay.
Things are going smoothly. I’m still skeptical just because it’s all so new. I’m angry when you’re busy, and i’m sad when you’re asleep. I feel like a little girl in comparison but i like it like that. I want to know you more, and see you so so much more. I don’t want to overload you so early, but i just always want to see you. It’s always me that...
I cut the feet off of my footy pajamas, so what do i call them now?
We fucking work together.
And no, i don’t mean that we ‘work’ as in we’re made for each other. I mean we have the same job. I don’t understand why life’s put me in this situation. We’re both sexy motherfuckers and we both be diggin’ on each other and then the entire cosmos has to get together and figure out a way to mess it all up. I think it can work, but i understand the...
Like the arctic tundra.
I froze my online bank account because i can’t remember the password.
DOES NO ONE HOLD SACRED THE SPOILERS ALERT...
MY LIFE: FUCKING DONE WITH IT
