So, I'm about to go to school. I have a funny feeling that [REDACTED]
does not like me in the same way I like her. I think she likes this guy she got involved with last semester.
*sighs*
So, I'm driving on a country road, and I am approaching a sign. The sign says "Welcome to Square One". I look around. I've been here before. Several times before. It is then when it dawns on me: All roads leading out just lead right back in.
So I'm frustrated. And sad. I don't feel like going to school today, but I have to. Why? Because that's what I've been doing this past week and, while I've given up most hope, I have not yet given up all hope.
What I really want to do is pop in A Walk to Remember and eat a quart of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Yeah, I'm such a girl. I will probably do that tonight, after I finish a project for my speech class (I'm selling the idea of Open Source software, which I know a lot about. I need to download the programs that I need to hand out, and copy a bunch of Linux CDs, but I don't actually have to write a speech. I'm going to "wing it", using my kind-of PowerPoint presentation as my guide). Once I'm finished with that, I can bust out the chick flicks and ice cream. Kate and Leopold, anyone?
In other nes, I have a former friend, apparently. This guy, Tyler, seems to think I told his now ex-girlfriend about stuff he didn't want her to know (which he told me). I didn't say a word, and a lot of it I tried to forget as soon as he told me. As much as I am friends with his ex-girlfriend, I was friends with him first, and so I felt more loyalty to him. Oh, well. If he wants to be a douchebag, that's his problem. I'm not the one who ruined his relationship, nor would I have any reason to, so I don't really care.
So ends another episode of wasting time with Patrick.
Before you leave, I have a question:
Don't you wanna hang out and waste your life with me?
does not like me in the same way I like her. I think she likes this guy she got involved with last semester.
*sighs*
So, I'm driving on a country road, and I am approaching a sign. The sign says "Welcome to Square One". I look around. I've been here before. Several times before. It is then when it dawns on me: All roads leading out just lead right back in.
So I'm frustrated. And sad. I don't feel like going to school today, but I have to. Why? Because that's what I've been doing this past week and, while I've given up most hope, I have not yet given up all hope.
What I really want to do is pop in A Walk to Remember and eat a quart of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Yeah, I'm such a girl. I will probably do that tonight, after I finish a project for my speech class (I'm selling the idea of Open Source software, which I know a lot about. I need to download the programs that I need to hand out, and copy a bunch of Linux CDs, but I don't actually have to write a speech. I'm going to "wing it", using my kind-of PowerPoint presentation as my guide). Once I'm finished with that, I can bust out the chick flicks and ice cream. Kate and Leopold, anyone?
In other nes, I have a former friend, apparently. This guy, Tyler, seems to think I told his now ex-girlfriend about stuff he didn't want her to know (which he told me). I didn't say a word, and a lot of it I tried to forget as soon as he told me. As much as I am friends with his ex-girlfriend, I was friends with him first, and so I felt more loyalty to him. Oh, well. If he wants to be a douchebag, that's his problem. I'm not the one who ruined his relationship, nor would I have any reason to, so I don't really care.
So ends another episode of wasting time with Patrick.
Before you leave, I have a question:
Don't you wanna hang out and waste your life with me?
pixen:
Don't watch soppy movies. They are soul sapping. Drink whiskey instead.
domo_kun:
I was kind of joking... I couldn't watch any movies tonight because I was too busy working on my speech project.