As usual, I have a lot to say, and once again I really just don't feel like saying it. But for record-keeping's sake, I'm forcing myself to do a quick rundown of recent events. It'll probably be really boring.
~ Having major problems getting my photos to Missy: 56k connection, and CD drive not recognizing blank CDs.
~ Back in Brooklyn, starting tonight. Not looking forward to it. Gotta find a place of my own, now that I know I can afford it.
~ Rather resentful of fuckbuddy right now, for various reasons. I guess I'm wanting more than what is being offered. (I wish sex were enough, but deep down I'm just a stereotypical girl and I want to be loved. Sad, but true.)
~ Back on friendly terms with an ex. (Kayla, I'll give you one guess...) Haven't decided if that's really such a good idea though. It probably isn't.
~ Doubt I'll be going away for college next year, as was the initial plan. More likely, living in a coat closet in Bed Stuy or Jersey, working full time as a Hooters Girl. Yes, I really am going to apply to be a Hooters Girl. Classy, I know.
~ I tried, without success, to cry myself to sleep on Wednesday night. I did get the crying part of it down pretty good.
~ Spring break started today. I have no plans, so it will surely be wasted. I'm not excited.
~ I damaged the middle finger on my left hand more than 2 weeks ago, and its still really fucked up. Fractured, perhaps. I need to get it checked out. I also need to get another prescription for birth control. And I'm still having problems with my left knee. And I have at least 2 cavities that need to be filled. And then there's my mind...
~ I'm trying to decide which "body mod" I want first: another tattoo (a high-quality one this time) or a tubal ligation. (Tubal ligation = "getting my tubes tied") No, I'm not trying to be funny. If I'm really looking out for my child's best interest the way a good mother ought to, then I won't have kids at all.
~ Can't fuckin' wait for SGNY slobberknocking tomorrow. I'm getting so so so soooo wasted. (EDIT! No slobberknocking after all. Instead, I'm running off to Philly for an adventure with the aforementioned ex. A platonic adventure, thank you. Well, platonic between him and me, at least. I'll explain the whole thing when I get back tomorrow.)
~ I'm freezing right now. I'm going to eat some ice cream anyway.
~ I'm cranky and I hate you.
~ Having major problems getting my photos to Missy: 56k connection, and CD drive not recognizing blank CDs.
~ Back in Brooklyn, starting tonight. Not looking forward to it. Gotta find a place of my own, now that I know I can afford it.
~ Rather resentful of fuckbuddy right now, for various reasons. I guess I'm wanting more than what is being offered. (I wish sex were enough, but deep down I'm just a stereotypical girl and I want to be loved. Sad, but true.)
~ Back on friendly terms with an ex. (Kayla, I'll give you one guess...) Haven't decided if that's really such a good idea though. It probably isn't.
~ Doubt I'll be going away for college next year, as was the initial plan. More likely, living in a coat closet in Bed Stuy or Jersey, working full time as a Hooters Girl. Yes, I really am going to apply to be a Hooters Girl. Classy, I know.
~ I tried, without success, to cry myself to sleep on Wednesday night. I did get the crying part of it down pretty good.
~ Spring break started today. I have no plans, so it will surely be wasted. I'm not excited.
~ I damaged the middle finger on my left hand more than 2 weeks ago, and its still really fucked up. Fractured, perhaps. I need to get it checked out. I also need to get another prescription for birth control. And I'm still having problems with my left knee. And I have at least 2 cavities that need to be filled. And then there's my mind...
~ I'm trying to decide which "body mod" I want first: another tattoo (a high-quality one this time) or a tubal ligation. (Tubal ligation = "getting my tubes tied") No, I'm not trying to be funny. If I'm really looking out for my child's best interest the way a good mother ought to, then I won't have kids at all.
~ Can't fuckin' wait for SGNY slobberknocking tomorrow. I'm getting so so so soooo wasted. (EDIT! No slobberknocking after all. Instead, I'm running off to Philly for an adventure with the aforementioned ex. A platonic adventure, thank you. Well, platonic between him and me, at least. I'll explain the whole thing when I get back tomorrow.)
~ I'm freezing right now. I'm going to eat some ice cream anyway.
~ I'm cranky and I hate you.
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i think ima just say hi
... and do be careful about surgeries any of em (heh no telling what happens when ppl screw with things like that ya know? yer call)
Do try to see a doctor about that finger, I wrecked an ankle some years back, never had it checked, and it's never quite worked right since. Fingers are kinda, y'know, important.
Start deciding on tattoos, because there's no way you'll find any kind of medical professional that'll agree to do tubal ligations on any woman under 40 or so. It's an insurance thing.