What am I doing?
Here's the entry I started to write a couple of weeks ago:
"Alice in Wonderland" is a fucking trippy film, indeed. Why can't anyone make cool drug-inspired cartoons nowadays? In fact, we need more animated films made the old-fashioned way - by hand, not by computer. Them shits were tight, son. "Fantasia", anyone? ANYone?
Anyway, departing from my extremely heterosexual rant, I haven't posted in a while, as the two of you that actually read this know. So that means a lot has happened. Sort of.
First off, I didn't pass my French 3 class that I thought I would since I was taking it pass-fail. However, I should have known better because to pass a pass-fail class, you must get at least a C-. And what did I get during the two previous semesters of French? That's right - a D+. Apparently, I'm a moron. The only good thing about taking it pass-fail is that it doesn't affect my GPA, and since I got a B, B-, and B+ in my other three classes, my GPA was high in relation to my usual grades.
Pretty much the same, boring shit, right? Agreed. Soooooo, I thought I would start a new one - a post not describing to you the actions and events in my life, but the emotions behind them. **Gay Warning**
I'm still fucking lonely as hell. What a surprise, huh? I'm really dreading graduation and all of the lostness that's going to come with it. Will I have a job to start immediately after gradutaion? Probably not. Will I have found a girl with a shred of intelligence and wit in her personality? Probably not. Will I hate my life and continue to complain about it in LiveJournal posts? Absolutely.
Anyway, a BRIEF summary of today's events:
Hermosa Beach with Seals, Bart, and Koechling. Zoe and Cat were supposed to come, but couldn't due to Catalina - according to Zoe, who I believe. Raincheck taken.
Sick Halo sesh. Pwned nubs. I'm a loser.
Receive call from Zoe inviting me out to Catalina's mom's restaurant/bar for drinks. Giddily agreed. Had awesome time.
Fin.
So basically, this is where the depressed mood of the post comes from. I had such a great time with Zoe. We just sat at the bar and talked for close to three hours. No awkwardness, no tension, no anything - but awesomeness. And this all got the wheels turning.
Every girl that I know or meet that is fucking awesome always also has some sort of big drawback to them.
Zoe: We have prior history/it would ruin a fucking awesome friendship/I really don't see her being down for me in that way...ever again (this is obviously the most important drawback, folks)
Susannah: Super-religious (which isn't bad in any way, but I just know that it would never work out)/I don't really see her as being into me that way either, but to a lesser extent than Zoe
Erin: Taken.
Miriam: Rejected me physically, straight up after three dates. This one was definitely a devastating blow...definitely. Actually, Miriam wasn't that banging to begin with. I think I convinced myself that she was, though, because she was the one of the newest chicks I met outside of SC. Whatevs.
I THINK that's it for the ladies that are out of my grasp. But you see what I'm trying to convey here, right? Maybe I'm thinking too much - I don't know.
I think I try way too hard with girls that DO have some substance to them because I get SO excited that they're not complete idiots. This was the case with Miriam and Erin, now that I think about it.
Note to self: Don't try hard - girls dig that shit.
Fuck. I am on a fucking rant.
I'm sick of writing. Bottome line of this post:
I need someone that will care for me, and I need it soon. Fuck worrying about the job. That's about one millionth as important as finding love. So job? Fuck. You.
Alright, I said my piece (or at least as much as I wanted to type of it), so I'm Outy 5000.
Hope everyone's enjoying their summer...and lives for that matter. Thanks for listening.
"Alice in Wonderland" is a fucking trippy film, indeed. Why can't anyone make cool drug-inspired cartoons nowadays? In fact, we need more animated films made the old-fashioned way - by hand, not by computer. Them shits were tight, son. "Fantasia", anyone? ANYone?
Anyway, departing from my extremely heterosexual rant, I haven't posted in a while, as the two of you that actually read this know. So that means a lot has happened. Sort of.
First off, I didn't pass my French 3 class that I thought I would since I was taking it pass-fail. However, I should have known better because to pass a pass-fail class, you must get at least a C-. And what did I get during the two previous semesters of French? That's right - a D+. Apparently, I'm a moron. The only good thing about taking it pass-fail is that it doesn't affect my GPA, and since I got a B, B-, and B+ in my other three classes, my GPA was high in relation to my usual grades.
Pretty much the same, boring shit, right? Agreed. Soooooo, I thought I would start a new one - a post not describing to you the actions and events in my life, but the emotions behind them. **Gay Warning**
I'm still fucking lonely as hell. What a surprise, huh? I'm really dreading graduation and all of the lostness that's going to come with it. Will I have a job to start immediately after gradutaion? Probably not. Will I have found a girl with a shred of intelligence and wit in her personality? Probably not. Will I hate my life and continue to complain about it in LiveJournal posts? Absolutely.
Anyway, a BRIEF summary of today's events:
Hermosa Beach with Seals, Bart, and Koechling. Zoe and Cat were supposed to come, but couldn't due to Catalina - according to Zoe, who I believe. Raincheck taken.
Sick Halo sesh. Pwned nubs. I'm a loser.
Receive call from Zoe inviting me out to Catalina's mom's restaurant/bar for drinks. Giddily agreed. Had awesome time.
Fin.
So basically, this is where the depressed mood of the post comes from. I had such a great time with Zoe. We just sat at the bar and talked for close to three hours. No awkwardness, no tension, no anything - but awesomeness. And this all got the wheels turning.
Every girl that I know or meet that is fucking awesome always also has some sort of big drawback to them.
Zoe: We have prior history/it would ruin a fucking awesome friendship/I really don't see her being down for me in that way...ever again (this is obviously the most important drawback, folks)
Susannah: Super-religious (which isn't bad in any way, but I just know that it would never work out)/I don't really see her as being into me that way either, but to a lesser extent than Zoe
Erin: Taken.
Miriam: Rejected me physically, straight up after three dates. This one was definitely a devastating blow...definitely. Actually, Miriam wasn't that banging to begin with. I think I convinced myself that she was, though, because she was the one of the newest chicks I met outside of SC. Whatevs.
I THINK that's it for the ladies that are out of my grasp. But you see what I'm trying to convey here, right? Maybe I'm thinking too much - I don't know.
I think I try way too hard with girls that DO have some substance to them because I get SO excited that they're not complete idiots. This was the case with Miriam and Erin, now that I think about it.
Note to self: Don't try hard - girls dig that shit.
Fuck. I am on a fucking rant.
I'm sick of writing. Bottome line of this post:
I need someone that will care for me, and I need it soon. Fuck worrying about the job. That's about one millionth as important as finding love. So job? Fuck. You.
Alright, I said my piece (or at least as much as I wanted to type of it), so I'm Outy 5000.
Hope everyone's enjoying their summer...and lives for that matter. Thanks for listening.