I kind of want to become super good friends with my first boyfriend and see how things turn out. I mean the break up was mutual and we still hang out from time to time because we have so many mutual friends. I dunno, I just wanna get to know him more and see what he’s up to.
Ha ha dude. Ok. This is terrible but I just couldn’t resist the irony. :p
My friend Lauren and I got this other girl to say YOLO after really random stuff for the longest time. The same girl is the girl who encouraged me to go after the guy I had been crushing on, but then later ended up going with him instead. You guys remember that fiasco that still pisses me off to think about it.
Anyways! I just imagined her sitting quietly in her bed after having the kinky sex that I know she has and just whispering “YOLO.” and then nothing else.
Or like after screwing me over just being like “Yolo.” when she was sitting in a car alone or something.
I don’t know.. I feel like she just says YOLO all the time now, and screwing someone over for no reason is a totally justified reason to say YOLO.
And I know this sounds like I have like mega hostile feelings towards her but I really don’t. I have resentful feelings towards the dude and the situation, but not really her. It’s all human nature, baby. And if in the process of following your nature you lose a potentially awesome friend, then so be it. There’s plenty of other people out there. :] I just hope that they’re both happy together and last the entire duration between now and when they both go off in opposite directions for college. :]
Please finish drying. I’d like to go to bed but I don’t want the pattern from the fabric imprinted into the new coat of polish I just put on you.
Thank you,
-Kat
Just got crazy sad because I just noticed that all my friends except for my best guy friend and the friend I was with all went to prom, but they all told (at least) me that they weren’t going which is why I wasn’t in a hurry to get a ticket.
But now they have all these snazzy pictures up on facebook and I’m sitting here thinking to myself “Damn.. While you guys were all in a group having fun, I was eating chinese food and getting hella cross faded with a friend from elementary school and watching goosebumps.”
Actually I’m no longer sad because while they all spent hundreds of dollars on getting dressed up and transportation and eating and what not, I only spent $10 on some bomb ass chinese and ice cream then spent the entire night getting high and drunk while watching goosebumps with an old friend.
Who had a funner prom night? This girl!
I’m just sad I was left out ha ha.
Thanks for putting up with me, seriously. I was kind of a bitch with my body language last time we hung out and got high together. It’s not your fault though, you were just in a giggly high and I was in a mellow high and your amount of energy was just getting on my nerves because I just wanted to relax and enjoy the music and surroundings while you were busy being a nutcracker. I’m also sorry for my hurry to leave this evening - but I’m dealing with, as you put it, shark week and I felt as though you wanted me gone asap so you could get ready for the pirate party.
and I kind of feel like a super fatass right now. Like.. I feel guilty for falling under the evil spell of gluttony created by severe munchies. :(
I now feel fat, bloated, and have a throbbing headache.
As if being in a pissy mood all day wasn’t bad enough. Ughfucker.
I’m not going to school on Friday though so that’s cool I guess. I have to do a ton of homework tomorrow, ha ha. I could be smart and do half now and the rest tomorrow but I just can’t bring myself to even open my humanities text book or glance at the ToK homework. Like just the idea of doing such things makes my head hurt and I’m incredibly tempted to just go to bed now.
Maybe I should at least turn off my computer and just read or watch tv all night.
Ugh I just feel so down right now and I can’t identify the source other than just being a hormonal psycho. D: it’s lame.
Have I ever mentioned how awesome my theory of knowledge teacher is..?
Because if I haven’t… You should all know that he’s a real badass and says the darnest things..
I also kind of admire how he deals with psychotic students (aka this one guy in my class who had like a straight psycho melt down and like ripped his back pack off and made a huge scene and punched all sorts of things and just left a path of destruction ALL BECAUSE OF A 2 QUESTION QUIZ ON THE HOMEWORK that he didn’t plan for) in an incredibly sarcastic manner that probably only pisses them off more. But then he takes them quietly into the hall and goes all therapist mode and tries his hardest to make sure they’re totally alright, ha ha.
Also kind of get a kick out of how he teaches in random accents and goes off on tangents in other languages then throws these huge words at us then tries to explain what they mean in even bigger words.
Thank you, Bliss, for being a super badass teacher who has a super bromance with my favorite history teacher.
I love you, I do. Trust me, you are the most amazing thing about this world. Unfortunately you, like anybody else, have your flaws. The biggest flaw that I can think of is that crazy hormonal phase that us girls have to deal with the week prior to starting that beautiful red week. You know exactly what I’m talking about.
Why the hell did you throw that in there? It’s like having to bleed from our privates for a week every freaking month for most of our life was your way of saying “fuck you!” Were you just that angry when you started it all? Were you and Father Time having marriage issues so you decided that instead of dealing with him until it was all sorted you, you figured you’d just make the entire world miserable? I mean males aren’t directly affected because they don’t have the insane mood swings or anything, but the poor fellows have to deal with us crazy bitches while we have the hormones. It’s like you wanted to make sure nobody had it easy.
Anyways, like I said, I love and respect you. But why oh why did you have to make being a girl such a pain in the ass? That’s all I wanna know. I mean first we have periods and the hormonal chaos that accompanies them, but then we have tits. I understand the purpose of giving us boobs, but come on? Couldn’t you have made them all the same size so there weren’t girls who wanted smaller tits or girls who wanted bigger boobs? It would also mean that guys couldn’t judge a girl based off of her boobage - and trust me, that happens a lot. How do I know? Because I’ve been told a number of times that my boobs weren’t big enough or some other little remark about them not being right for some people. It’s fine and all, everybody’s entitled to their own opinion, but when you can’t catch the eye of that super sexy guy because he’s busy staring at some chick’s breasts.. Well that’s just annoying. So why’d you have to make all boobs unique?!
On top of the boobs and hormones, you’ve allowed us to be smaller and weaker than guys! This would be fine except somewhere along the way guys decided that this was to their advantage and have definitely taken advantage of it. I’m sure this was just an error seeing as in most other animal species, the females are generally more badass than the guys. It’s just for some reason with us human’s you decided to flip flop it. Why not just treat us like you should have treated boobs and make us all the same size?
As you can tell.. You have made being a girl not only uncomfortable, but just flat out annoying. So please.. Could you spend from now on trying to make life for everybody a bit more bearable? Because that would be super rad and I would only love you that much more. :]
Thanks for your time!
-Kat
So I came home today from my nephew’s baseball game and had more or less a minor breakdown. What triggered it was having literally no gas.. I chugged the last 10 miles home ha ha. Anyways! So no gas and no money for gas. I swear there’s something wrong with my car because there’s no reason why $10 worth of gas should have left that fast. The only driving I did was the 12 miles to get home from town and then the 30 or so miles I drove today. $10 gets me nearly 4 gallons of gas, and my car gets 25-30 mpg.
Needless to say I flipped out because of that plus I was/am exhausted (due to waking up at 5:30 for no reason this morning), hungry, hot, and just overly emotional today/this week/next week.
Wonderful, just wonderful.
Now I’m gonna casually devour some popcorn.
