im not sayin this to shake you up
to the left, to the left.
if i punch out a soccer bitch on the street, you think the rest of the team would come after me? at this point do i really care? maybe while im at it ill take out one of the softball bitches too. except they're a little man-ish, they probably would kill me
and the most unsuspecting people are hos.
work work work this week. cause im out of money and my mom keeps throwing it in my face. along with my debt. and how much i suck at being a nurse.
talking to three men at one time is a mess. and then when one finds out you've been sleeping over with another one, and says you played him, then it becomes an even bigger mess. buuuuuuut if you're not going out is that playing? and if that's the case then why do i get bitter when i see the third one with other girls? so what i say is true. im a hot mess and a hypocrite.
i hate hypocrites.
also, i want new shoes but can't afford them (see above.) so ill have to make do. pittsburgh's weather is balls and raining/snowing/ice/cloudy/WINDY all the time.
yeay for going home in 6 days. and deleting boys phone numbers. and trying not to care.
but who am i kidding, i do care, he is fine as hell.
WHY DO I ALWAYS TALK ABOUT BOYS?
thinking about moving to the wilderness of maine after college. how fucked up would that be? but to be debt free by 24? i need to do some serious considering in the next 5 months. im gonna hermit in my dorm room. of course that's barring my getting fired, as now im sleeping with the bball players and one of my residents. neither of the ones im supposedly sleeping with am i actually talking to. which i find interesting and a testament to how well i actually hide who im fucking around with.
and this has cycled to boys yet again.
so two finals tomorrow, then im done. then work, shopping, sleep, reading books and staying away from the dorm and any men. except going to lukes to drink. yes, except that.
so funny that i find time to post during finals week.