Whaaa?

I am sitting in my room, watching reruns of House. It is lighting and pouring down rain. My nails are painted and I smell nice. Why am I in my room for a second night?! A little rain does not stop me from having a good time. I am just really pissy at the moment.

If that neighbor of mine and her loser boyfriend have sex tonight (3rd night in a row) forget playing New Kids On The Block, don't worry about the metal, I'm just going to bang on the wall and tell them to shut the fuck up. I normally don't come off this aggressive. I think it has to do with the shitty weather, seeing the lovely weather at Coachella oh, and the fact that the lovely guy I shared a lovely night with under the horse (general conversation, that's it) takes 3 god damn hours to return a fucking text! Who does that?

I don't understand how you can be batshit insane for me one second and then take 3 fucking hours to text me back. I thought the last hipster pissed me off by texting me 30 minutes later, but you my friend take the fucking cake.

This is what I get for reading my horoscope.

Two Men, Two Nights

My clothes stink, my hair stinks, my skin is oily, and I am dead tired, but I had to come back to talk about this. Have you ever sat under the stallion statue and just talk for two hours? I mean just talk about whatever underneath a horse and just talk? We talked about Forest Gump, Texas State Bumps, and the decline of man. The new guy and I had went to a few bars, but it was too loud, so we (I mean myself - I have a very low tolerance for alcohol) drunkly walked up and down the square and through the quad and then sat under the stallion statue and talked. I think it is the most fun I've had since being here.

Who would have known?

Oh yeah, my FWB surprised me last night and came over. Moral of the story: twin beds were made for one person, and one person only. And make sure you always have a backup near--never save yourself for one person, it gets lonely real fast. Oh, and be aggressive. Don't pussyfoot around. You want it, go for it.

Who Would Have Known?

In this day and age, I'm sure everyone looks up their old high school classmates on facebook. I was bored so I decided to look up the guy I had a huge crush on and a bunch of others.

It was just like something out of 'Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion.' I really thought my life sucked, but wow. Some of these people are fucked.

TGIHAHCO is now a walking steroid ad and currently stationed in Iraq, and it's like every other girl has either gained a hell of a lot of weight, or has given birth to multiple children. It is so sad. I mean, why does the smartest girl in school have a baby and work at best buy? Tragic. I am baffled that a girl who barely had enough brain power to tie her shoe could raise two children. I am just getting my life together and they have babies? Do none of these morons practice safe sex?!

Who would have thought the shy fat one (me) would be the only one doing something with herself?