so: i'm stuck up and a bitch. i have come to this conclusion tonight after my fifth beer and sitting there not talking to anyone or being interested in talking to anyone. from experience: i meet very few people that i relate to. i have little interest in sharing things about myself, or opening up, unless i think i can talk to you about those things....usually, i don't feel that way. so when sitting at charley o'corley's bored and just watching people...i realize it is my own damn fault that i am so lonely. why do i not like people in general. and why do i feel like i have nothing in common with the average person. i have created this situation for myself.
girls dressed in skimpy clothes, acting stupid, and being felt up on by boys acting even stupider. welcome to valdosta.
is a boy i like and enjoy being around really so much to ask?
all i want is a boy that i can play video games, and that can actually kick my ass from time to time. a boy that likes live music as much as me, and i can talk about the weird ideas that pop into my head with. someone on equal intelligence level that will wear the same pair of jeans two nights in a row and favorite clothes are tshirts.
all i do is sit in my room, play bass guitar (which i did finally pick up from the music store, my mom paid for what brooklyn owed for me), paint, edit photography, read or play video games, and listen to music. it is a life that is destined, i think, for me to be alone...FOREVER.
damn these drunk posts.
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so things that happened tonight:
girl runs into chair at our table, apologizes to said empty chair.
girl in bathroom randomly asks me: "do you like my new piercing? i like the pain. does that make me weird?"
girl screams in my ear for someone to come over to her table then apologizes to me. i reply with a smile: "i'm sitting by an amp. you can't be any louder than it if you tried." her: "oh....i'm sorry!" me: no...you see......nevermind."
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i should go to bed. and i shouldn't abuse livejournal when i've been drinking.
girls dressed in skimpy clothes, acting stupid, and being felt up on by boys acting even stupider. welcome to valdosta.
is a boy i like and enjoy being around really so much to ask?
all i want is a boy that i can play video games, and that can actually kick my ass from time to time. a boy that likes live music as much as me, and i can talk about the weird ideas that pop into my head with. someone on equal intelligence level that will wear the same pair of jeans two nights in a row and favorite clothes are tshirts.
all i do is sit in my room, play bass guitar (which i did finally pick up from the music store, my mom paid for what brooklyn owed for me), paint, edit photography, read or play video games, and listen to music. it is a life that is destined, i think, for me to be alone...FOREVER.
damn these drunk posts.
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so things that happened tonight:
girl runs into chair at our table, apologizes to said empty chair.
girl in bathroom randomly asks me: "do you like my new piercing? i like the pain. does that make me weird?"
girl screams in my ear for someone to come over to her table then apologizes to me. i reply with a smile: "i'm sitting by an amp. you can't be any louder than it if you tried." her: "oh....i'm sorry!" me: no...you see......nevermind."
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i should go to bed. and i shouldn't abuse livejournal when i've been drinking.
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xoxo,
j