god, it's been forever...

...all moved out, love the new job, loving my roommates and their puppies they just got.

evil boy lied to me, turns out he's got a girlfriend (she's 17... he's 22) and i've got a sweet new tongue ring.

ugh. packing is no bueno...

...neither are stupid boys and having to leave my beloved dog to live with my mom while i move away.


but i'm excited about moving, so it balances out.

i'm fucking tired...

blargh... new job is pretty much draining my souls out and i haven't even begun the real work yet... my sleep schedule is WAY off too. going from waking up at noon to waking up at 6 and being out of the house by 6:30 has been quite a schock to all parts of my system.

and upon, getting on the dreaded scale, i have gained 10 fucking pounds. i blame starbucks and their delicious pastries that i stole on a regular basis during shifts. well, luckily, i don't work there anymore so it should come off with the help of eating nothing but fucking vegetables and getting my ass to the gym *cringe*...

ugh, i have a whole day off and i just don't know what to do with it. luckily, i kidnapped my best friend last night, so i will hold her hostage until she has to go to work...

so i got the new job. woo-hoo, now i can make all of my money in one effing place. imagine that...

...i'm a little sad that i'm leaving starbucks though. eh, the commute between jobs (not to mention throwing school into the mix when that starts) definitely wasn't fun. at all...

i feel like i hardly sleep much anymore. i wake up at 7 and don't sleep till sometimes 1 in the morning. it's not like i do anything all the productive; mainly just writing random things and watching nick at nite. or texting stupid boys that won't process through their thick skulls that i don't hook up with people who have been inside of my friends. i think it's very weird...

...blah, and moving out has been postponed to september :/.

"she confuses me somtimes..."
-"and what, pray tell, is so confusing about the word NO???"


ha, i seem to get pretty bitchy when i'm drunk. but seriously, when a girl tells you that she thinks of you as a brother, do NOT constantly grab her, try to kiss her, make comments about her body (no matter how nice you think it is...), etc. etc.

and i'm so happy i'm at the age where friends are turning 21. free drinks to tide me over until my own in october!!!

bah, job interview monday...

...crossing my fingers extra tight because this one would allow me to quit both the jobs i have now and make more money than i already am... even when school starts.

and i've come to the conclusion that (for now) boys suck...

i've decided that for the big 2-1, i want to celebrate by becoming an sg.

4 months and counting...

so i've been on this secret mission to get a glance at the girl the boy i like kept fooling around with for over a year while she continually ripped his heart out and stomped on it.

two of my very best friends work with him (and her...), and i paid them a visit to "just say hello" and get some food. one of my friends promised to point her out to me, but left before she got the chance.

so i pulled the other one aside and demanded that she show me who she was.

her response?

friend: "wait a minute! don't you remember _________'s party?"

me: "yeah! you mean she was there and i didn't even see her?! sneaky little..."

friends: "no, you MET her!"

me: "I did?!?!?"

friend: "yeah! remember that girl you were hanging out with and dancing with? the one whose boyfriend had the absinthe you wanted to try so badly? that was her! i tried to tell you, but you didn't seem to get it..."

me: *blank stare*


so i was basically informed that not only did i basically dry fuck this chick while dancing with her, i actually thought she was pretty cool, despite the fact that she was drunk and i wasn't...

...i'm going to be laughing at this scenario for at least a week...

ever get the feeling that you just want to jump off a really tall building???