waxangel

People are weird. Is there some sort of astrological alignment that says that everyone in my life has to be acting completely out of sync right now? It's almost like a vast, subconscious, concerted effort to thwart my attempts to get my life in order. Not to sound whiny or anything, it's just strange. I suppose when the universe challenges you, you grow or die. I have no intention of being beaten.

BIG GAY UPDATE:

As if my sexuality wasn't already a subject of raging speculation, I now do Pilates. And it kicks my sorry ass. I can do all of FOUR Pilates sit-ups, as compared to, say, 200 or so regular ones. The muscles between my freaking RIBS are sore. This all means, though, that I can not only kick all your asses, but look like a total homo doing it. What, bitch?

Please send donations to my computer repair fund. I'm sick of sneaking onto my roommate's computer when he's gone.

I need a major change in my life. Some people have suggested moving, as NYC is certainly stressing me right now, but I don't know if I'm ready to leave just yet, plus I really shouldn't transfer schools AGAIN. Any suggestions? Maybe I just need to start being a better friend to all the people who have made strong efforts to be my friend. I assume that you all just don't really like me, but don't want to tell me. Sorry.