that last post was pathetic and desperate.
luckily for me, i dont hang on to those feelings for too long. fuck him, he's an idiot. im sure in a month when that shit doesnt work out, or he loses interest and finds out she pretty much sucks, he'll be crawling back at me. well... fuck that. im through. he's had an infinite number of chances.
i went on a date with this boy i didnt know. twice. and now... he will not... leave... me ALONE. fucking 3 phone calls a day, a zillion text messages and aim messages. TAKE A HINT. apparently, the only available men in portland are either: 1. non-committal jerkoffs 2. FUCKING CRAZY. is there a happy medium out there? someone who will call you on a semi-regular basis, but not 5 times a day? and who will like... not be a jerk all the time? and fuck your friends? yah.
anyways.
today i have to write a 5-6 page paper on the opium war. it's not too long. but im procrastinating, per usual. it sorta... sucks. haha.
i'll probably end up writing it all day tomorrow. damn. oh well.
im bored.
luckily for me, i dont hang on to those feelings for too long. fuck him, he's an idiot. im sure in a month when that shit doesnt work out, or he loses interest and finds out she pretty much sucks, he'll be crawling back at me. well... fuck that. im through. he's had an infinite number of chances.
i went on a date with this boy i didnt know. twice. and now... he will not... leave... me ALONE. fucking 3 phone calls a day, a zillion text messages and aim messages. TAKE A HINT. apparently, the only available men in portland are either: 1. non-committal jerkoffs 2. FUCKING CRAZY. is there a happy medium out there? someone who will call you on a semi-regular basis, but not 5 times a day? and who will like... not be a jerk all the time? and fuck your friends? yah.
anyways.
today i have to write a 5-6 page paper on the opium war. it's not too long. but im procrastinating, per usual. it sorta... sucks. haha.
i'll probably end up writing it all day tomorrow. damn. oh well.
im bored.