Marybeth's sister might drop out?

Well, mine apparently wants to be a stripper... I believe the term is "Trumped." lol..

Anyway, I can't use a vibrator, I share a bedroom.

Also, Almost fooled around with Fuckbag yet again today... restrained before anything happened at all (Seriously, best accomplishment yet)

As to Secret Diary of a Call Girl... Marybeth you better be falling in love (in a straight, non homo way) with Billie Pieper, because that's how I'm going to get you to watch Doctor Who with me :D All I'm saying, is that if I were a lesbian... I would have a poster of her on my wall probably replacing the one of PATD. lol.

I'm in one of those moods where every song that comes through my ear buds is speaking directly to me, or about my life... bleh.

Shitty mood. That's what this is. Y'know why? Because I have a great guy throwing himself at my feet from 400 miles away, and I'm in love with my best friend (aside from Marybeth) who just wants friends with bens. And although I know it'll never ever work, because I love him and can't stand him all at the same time, which are both amplified when I'm "with" him, I still wish deep down that it could.

2nd heart break is worse than the first, I don't care what they've told you. Fuck "them" that vague collective people use when they want you to believe them... I'm guessing that the 3rd is probably worse than this.... can't wait, that's all I have to say on that. But really... I just want to be in love again. Which, I'm guessing is why I'm letting Andrew draw out fantasies about how long we'll be together, because a part of me is hoping I'll somehow fall for him.

I have homework, and I, of course, don't feel like doing it....

I hate being veg. I bought this protein thing to make up for not eating meat. It has like... soy and whey in it... it's gritty and tastes like spoiled milk, and it cost me like... 6 bucks. >.> Fuck whoever decided people would enjoy drinking this nasty shit. I'll just give up on protein for the time being and throw this crap out, because no way in hell am I convincing my taste buds to get over it.

I hate a lot of things today.

I went to the UCS though, so they could tell me if I'm crazy or not. They said I'd "benefit from continuing in a program there." So, I guess I will. Whatever.

My co-big was a huge ass at Walmart this evening... We were shopping for our little, and everything had to be his way, and anytime I spoke he acted like I was freaking out... it was ridiculous. Kristen, my witness, agrees.

*sigh* It seems to me like my mood is too dependent on other people... but I'm not sure if there's much I can do about that.



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