I think I might have just accidentally used my brother's girlfriend's toothbrush. My brother's girlfriend keeps a toothbrush at my parents' house. That's fucking weird to me ( Read more... )

Stephanie made me cry last night before her party. I don't get close to people very easily, especially not girls, but somehow we became the best of friends in a very short amount of time. The past year has been ridiculous, and she's been there. We made our rounds all week, and people kept saying how weird it was going to be to see me without her. ( Read more... )

I'm so over that previously mentioned boy already.

I really need to get over this idea that I have that anyone who is not completely insane is boring.

I had all these stupid ideas that dating outside my type and hanging out with people outside my normal type of friends and going places I don't usually show my face would somehow like make me evolve ( Read more... )

Well, so much for my summer of flings. Oops. If you would have told me even 6 months ago that I would be feeling this good about a guy with a college education and a real job who doesn't do drugs or play guitar or drums or have piercings or an ex-wife, I would have said, "LIAR!" I think I might be growing up ( Read more... )

Back when I went to How to be a Total Bitch school, I was sick the day we learned that the best way to deal with conflict is to piss and moan and shit-talk to everyone but the person you have issues with. It set me back severely, and  I ended up dropping out before we even got to the lessons about how to claim any boy you think is cute, even if you ( Read more... )

10-10 is a long-ass day. Especially when people were still randomly showing up at the house last night at 5 am. It was fun though. I ran into the most random fucking people at Greek Fest ( Read more... )

This morning I went into work and then Rachel came in and said I wasn't supposed to work and I looked at the schedule and sure enough I wasn't supposed to work. Der. But I didn't feel like sitting home alone with the dog all day, so I came to my parents' but no one is here, either. Dang ( Read more... )

Want to know who your real friends are?

Get shit-faced drunk and injure yourself so badly that you need to go to the E.R.

I don't know how many people are calling to check on me because they are nosy, or how many are actually concerned, but that's ok.

Things cannot change for awhile. I will not be having it. No one can graduate or get engaged or tell me they are moving or taking a leave of absense. Just no. I won't be able to take it. So far, I'm going ok. I think I'm being relatively grown up and realizing that all thise stuff is what has to be done and I can't be selfish about it. But ( Read more... )

You know how sometimes when you get injured, like a wrist or an ankle or something, it's worse to sprain it than to break it because with a break you can set it and it will heal but with a sprain you can't really do anything about it but nurse it for awhile and then hope it gets strength back, but you'll probably have recurring injuries forever ( Read more... )