My sister moved back to our parents house tonight. Finally. Since my last post, she lived here in my room/their house/back at her and chris's place, trying to make it through. I guess tonight, a huge fight broke out and he threw things at her and threatened to beat her up, so she called my mom who went down there and helped her pack all her stuff up. Fucking asshole. *sigh* Chapter over.
Tomorrow is the KMFDM show. I know absolutely no one else going. And I'm sort of scared for the first time in a long ass time. Because in the past two weeks or so, I've been approached by older men looking for some ass and honest to god, I just want to have an alright time without having to worry.
Monday, in broad daylight early in the afternoon, I went down to the beach. My depression lifted and I wanted to get out and see the beach. And I went. Caught the bus right away. Got there. Explored this whole new side of the beach that I didn't even know was there, it was really awesome, the entire beach was smooth, rounded white stones. Then I saw this little look out dealie and went up there, and lo and behold, there's a nice looking young man working on homework. And if was all fun and such between us in that silent but fun way, until a huge wave came over the side and got me wet.
So I went to the otherside and sat on some driftwood. So he got up a few minutes later and headed my way. Then out of from what I thought nowhere, this older guy who was following me (okay, not following, but did go along the same path I had, behind me by about 200 feet so I was paranoid) and who I thought had gone on the other way away from me, came up from my opposite side and started talking to me. When I glanced back, mister young attractive dude had sort of changed his path into a u-turn. And then old guy continued to occupy my time and enlighten me with his past, asthma attack stories, moving around the city stories, and then proceeded to ask me where I was originally from (and he's from a town a few miles over, where at exactly was I from, how close by did we live to eachother?). And then, as all old creepy men do, asked me which way I was headed on my walk. Too bad he wasn't on rollerblades and sand wasn't near by.
Said, "I think I'm going to go catch my bus" and the funny thing is, is that I had no idea where there was a bus to take me back. Old guy offers me a ride in his car back to the dorms and I declined, and said 'later' and headed away. Then found a bus and hopped on. *sigh* So, young cute dude, wherever you are, I'm sorry that I didn't turn my head and mouth 'help me' to you quick enough. That moment sucked for us both.
It's a terrible world we live in that I can't be safe doing things without someone else along, some sort of guardian; it's time we bought me some mace and spiked brass knuckles to keep in my pocket. If I need to punch a motherfucker in the balls, so be it. Next older man that talks to me, I'm just going to tell him 'goodbye'. Honestly. I'll fucking get up and move to another bench. Leave me the fuck alone.
In other news, I had a quiz on monday - an 87 point quiz! That's a fricken exam, ma'am!
I wonder what the test is going to be like. I had a midterm last thursday and will have one this coming thursday. Ugh.
I feel a bit guilty about this, but I'm hoping that, atleast this semester, my suitemates fail all their classes. Seriously. We're in University for crying out loud - I don't ever see nor hear them doing a damn thing but gossiping loudly, 'flirting' (that squawking ladies do and think it attracts men, when it only attracts dumbass boys), running around and being idiots in general. My suitemate, when she was drunk, wrote me a message on my dry erase board. It said 'Hey hoe'. Which I laughed at, because a) she called me a ho, and second, couldn't spell it right. So guys..I ain't no ho..I'm a garden tool!
W00t!
Not much else going on in my life. I haven't yet been accepted to Scotland, I'm not sure if enough people have signed up so we can go; the humane society hasn't gotten back to me yet on volunteering; and I applied for ISV and haven't heard back from them yet.
Nobody wants me. 
Boo fricken hoo. I'm tired. I still have alot to do yet before bed.
Tomorrow is the KMFDM show. I know absolutely no one else going. And I'm sort of scared for the first time in a long ass time. Because in the past two weeks or so, I've been approached by older men looking for some ass and honest to god, I just want to have an alright time without having to worry.
Monday, in broad daylight early in the afternoon, I went down to the beach. My depression lifted and I wanted to get out and see the beach. And I went. Caught the bus right away. Got there. Explored this whole new side of the beach that I didn't even know was there, it was really awesome, the entire beach was smooth, rounded white stones. Then I saw this little look out dealie and went up there, and lo and behold, there's a nice looking young man working on homework. And if was all fun and such between us in that silent but fun way, until a huge wave came over the side and got me wet.So I went to the otherside and sat on some driftwood. So he got up a few minutes later and headed my way. Then out of from what I thought nowhere, this older guy who was following me (okay, not following, but did go along the same path I had, behind me by about 200 feet so I was paranoid) and who I thought had gone on the other way away from me, came up from my opposite side and started talking to me. When I glanced back, mister young attractive dude had sort of changed his path into a u-turn.
And then old guy continued to occupy my time and enlighten me with his past, asthma attack stories, moving around the city stories, and then proceeded to ask me where I was originally from (and he's from a town a few miles over, where at exactly was I from, how close by did we live to eachother?). And then, as all old creepy men do, asked me which way I was headed on my walk. Too bad he wasn't on rollerblades and sand wasn't near by.Said, "I think I'm going to go catch my bus" and the funny thing is, is that I had no idea where there was a bus to take me back. Old guy offers me a ride in his car back to the dorms and I declined, and said 'later' and headed away. Then found a bus and hopped on. *sigh* So, young cute dude, wherever you are, I'm sorry that I didn't turn my head and mouth 'help me' to you quick enough. That moment sucked for us both.
It's a terrible world we live in that I can't be safe doing things without someone else along, some sort of guardian; it's time we bought me some mace and spiked brass knuckles to keep in my pocket. If I need to punch a motherfucker in the balls, so be it. Next older man that talks to me, I'm just going to tell him 'goodbye'. Honestly. I'll fucking get up and move to another bench. Leave me the fuck alone.
In other news, I had a quiz on monday - an 87 point quiz! That's a fricken exam, ma'am!
I wonder what the test is going to be like. I had a midterm last thursday and will have one this coming thursday. Ugh.I feel a bit guilty about this, but I'm hoping that, atleast this semester, my suitemates fail all their classes. Seriously. We're in University for crying out loud - I don't ever see nor hear them doing a damn thing but gossiping loudly, 'flirting' (that squawking ladies do and think it attracts men, when it only attracts dumbass boys), running around and being idiots in general. My suitemate, when she was drunk, wrote me a message on my dry erase board. It said 'Hey hoe'. Which I laughed at, because a) she called me a ho, and second, couldn't spell it right. So guys..I ain't no ho..I'm a garden tool!
W00t!Not much else going on in my life. I haven't yet been accepted to Scotland, I'm not sure if enough people have signed up so we can go; the humane society hasn't gotten back to me yet on volunteering; and I applied for ISV and haven't heard back from them yet.
Nobody wants me. Boo fricken hoo. I'm tired. I still have alot to do yet before bed. VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
Wow, you just attract the creepy old guys. I promise never to follow you around and bore you with stories of my past.
So, you're a garden tool, eh? There's some weeds in front of my apartment that need removing.
Lol!..
You should've gotten up and went to talk to that other guy walking your way.
I woulda been like.. shh.. Just pretend we know each other so this other guy leaves me the fuck alone..
haha.