i have a secret!
i know the secret to getting with boys.
its perserverance. the late mouse gets the cheese sorta thing.
i mean, flirtation is key. and its good not to be completely unattractive. but at a certain point, as the evening is coming to a close, you have to be the last one left. then it doesnt matter who you are, you're gonna get some.
so anyway, its finally time to reflect on 2006. month by month.
January: i drank every single weekend of January, 2006. New Years: Marika's house, much rejoicing. There were one or two times at sophie's house (including that time.. hehe!), and cabaret cast party. i was so excited for it to be 2006, i knew it was gonna be a big year. BIG!
February: i hate spelling that word. anyway, feb i laid off the booze. life was good. urinetown rehearsals were soooo fun and i am now so nostalgic.
March: oh march... i hooked up with a looooot of people in march. stayed out til three and got grounded. urinetown happened. my virginity went away lol. i realized what it meant to be actually really sad for the first time. i caught a teensy tiny glimpse of what i really dont like about myself. i got mono and played looooots of sims with my sister. i love the sims. i miss it. i want to play the sims right now.
April: got back to school, still exhausted. reveled in the final trimester of high school. was generally pleased with existence as far as i can remember. sophie was in spain so that was sad.
May! prom! end of the year! yayyyyy!
June: senior party madness. last few nights in amherst. realizing how much i was going to miss arhs. then i started working, which sucked but money rocks so that was good.
July: I worked.
August: I worked. Then a 35-year-old waiter with a 9-year-old daughter got me drunk and made out with me. that sucked. then i went home YAY before leaving for colby.
September: i was a slut. a maaaajor slut. and i didnt even realize it. i didnt have many friends cuz i hooked up with too many boys. september sucked.
October: i realized i was a slut. then i went to therapy and realized i was more than just a slut, i was a bona fide nympho. that was upsetting. i started realizing why... that was more upsetting.
November: continued realizing. continued being slutty and hating myself.
December: stopped being slutty eventually. started making friends and being a person. went home and realized how much i love school.
The realizations keep on coming. It's like I've just realized I'm completely covered in band aids, and am in the process of ripping them all off. And each one I rip off has another underneath. I'm a mummy unraveling, and I'm terrified to see what's underneath the wrapping.
Last night I broke a streak of over one month of celibacy. meaning no more than thirty seconds of kissing, and that only happened three times and i stopped each of them. then last night i caved completely and had sex. with my neighbor's visiting cousin. he was hot. im disappointed in myself, but i knew i would cave at some point. im not looking forward to facing my therapist tomorrow.
i have so much work to do tonight, i will probably go to bed around four.
its perserverance. the late mouse gets the cheese sorta thing.
i mean, flirtation is key. and its good not to be completely unattractive. but at a certain point, as the evening is coming to a close, you have to be the last one left. then it doesnt matter who you are, you're gonna get some.
so anyway, its finally time to reflect on 2006. month by month.
January: i drank every single weekend of January, 2006. New Years: Marika's house, much rejoicing. There were one or two times at sophie's house (including that time.. hehe!), and cabaret cast party. i was so excited for it to be 2006, i knew it was gonna be a big year. BIG!
February: i hate spelling that word. anyway, feb i laid off the booze. life was good. urinetown rehearsals were soooo fun and i am now so nostalgic.
March: oh march... i hooked up with a looooot of people in march. stayed out til three and got grounded. urinetown happened. my virginity went away lol. i realized what it meant to be actually really sad for the first time. i caught a teensy tiny glimpse of what i really dont like about myself. i got mono and played looooots of sims with my sister. i love the sims. i miss it. i want to play the sims right now.
April: got back to school, still exhausted. reveled in the final trimester of high school. was generally pleased with existence as far as i can remember. sophie was in spain so that was sad.
May! prom! end of the year! yayyyyy!
June: senior party madness. last few nights in amherst. realizing how much i was going to miss arhs. then i started working, which sucked but money rocks so that was good.
July: I worked.
August: I worked. Then a 35-year-old waiter with a 9-year-old daughter got me drunk and made out with me. that sucked. then i went home YAY before leaving for colby.
September: i was a slut. a maaaajor slut. and i didnt even realize it. i didnt have many friends cuz i hooked up with too many boys. september sucked.
October: i realized i was a slut. then i went to therapy and realized i was more than just a slut, i was a bona fide nympho. that was upsetting. i started realizing why... that was more upsetting.
November: continued realizing. continued being slutty and hating myself.
December: stopped being slutty eventually. started making friends and being a person. went home and realized how much i love school.
The realizations keep on coming. It's like I've just realized I'm completely covered in band aids, and am in the process of ripping them all off. And each one I rip off has another underneath. I'm a mummy unraveling, and I'm terrified to see what's underneath the wrapping.
Last night I broke a streak of over one month of celibacy. meaning no more than thirty seconds of kissing, and that only happened three times and i stopped each of them. then last night i caved completely and had sex. with my neighbor's visiting cousin. he was hot. im disappointed in myself, but i knew i would cave at some point. im not looking forward to facing my therapist tomorrow.
i have so much work to do tonight, i will probably go to bed around four.