So, I found out another one of my friends is knocked up. She seems giddy about it, but I can't help but feel sorry for her. She's 22.... isn't that young to be popping those things out? Plus, her boyfriend just left her so she's like a living, breathing Lifteime Movie. Guh I hate children. Someone asked me the other day if I'll ever have kids... I really hope not. I have enough monsters in my dreams, I don't really want one in my vajayjay.
Anyhoo, it's Thursday so that means I'll probably make an appearence at 80's Night hoping my ex doesn't show. The last two or three times I've counted on him being around for me he has completely failed me, leaving me with this I-want-to-punch-him-in-the-face feeling. I think the president once said "Fool me once, shame on me. A fool is never fooled again..... duuuuuur" I could learn something from that.
Over and Out
Anyhoo, it's Thursday so that means I'll probably make an appearence at 80's Night hoping my ex doesn't show. The last two or three times I've counted on him being around for me he has completely failed me, leaving me with this I-want-to-punch-him-in-the-face feeling. I think the president once said "Fool me once, shame on me. A fool is never fooled again..... duuuuuur" I could learn something from that.
Over and Out
Haha, no, 22 is way too young for children.
Good seeing you tonight!