oven hot
updaters..yayers..errr. i need to quit making myself laugh. but even tho i look toopid laughing by myself while others are just laughing AT me, atleast i got them to laugh at all. wat-aye-bers.
today was hot. hot as in you take a shower, go outside, and you start sweating from all this heat that collected inside your car. hot as in you turn on your ac and takes up to forever to get close to cool. hot as in, summer's almost here, oh yess. but also oh no, because i've let myself go. im not saying that im fat, buuut butttt i need to get back into shape coz a bit of 'smack-that' made itself comfortable on mi belly. and ive developed a set of wings along with some smack-that. not no humming bird wings, more like albatross's wings. its ok, i still have time. not like im obsessing because if i was, i'd turn bulemic. not anorexic because i HAVE to eat something. so then i can just throw it up later. yeah, yeah ill just do that. you know how people say you have to experience things ATLEAST one time in your life like drugs or sex or bunjee jumping. yeah now i see bulemia coming up real close.
so there was this guy where for a second i let my guard down. yep, me. of all people, I let my guard down. he's the type of guy you actually wouldn't be scared of introducing to your parents. he's "nice." then you go to a party with him and his ex is there. being who you are, you mingle with everybody trying to take group shots as much as you can to .. "loosen" up. you're also friends with his ex and you have nothing against her. then you hear that they're going to get back together and being the pride bitch you are, you show no emotion other than anger on yourself. angry because you let your guard down. after some weeks pass by you get a random text from nice boy asking, perhaps the two of you shall catch a movie. surprisingly you get news from nice boy's best friend who is also your close friend that niceboy can't stop thinking about you and is scared to tell you that he's not talking to his ex. you sit there bewildered, only slightly, because you don't know what the fuck is going on anymore. but now you're ready coz your guard is up. you realize that 'he must not know bout me he must not know bout me'. (HAH)so he calls you and you two talk for a good hour and then some. you're only confused a little. so you view this as making a new friend. and if anything more happens between you two, then it happens. but as we speak, your guard is up and you only talk to him on a friendly basis because you can't let him know that what he did was a dick move. because whatever happens, you have to keep the upper hand or you'll get hurt. and you, i, don't want to get hurt.
today was hot. hot as in you take a shower, go outside, and you start sweating from all this heat that collected inside your car. hot as in you turn on your ac and takes up to forever to get close to cool. hot as in, summer's almost here, oh yess. but also oh no, because i've let myself go. im not saying that im fat, buuut butttt i need to get back into shape coz a bit of 'smack-that' made itself comfortable on mi belly. and ive developed a set of wings along with some smack-that. not no humming bird wings, more like albatross's wings. its ok, i still have time. not like im obsessing because if i was, i'd turn bulemic. not anorexic because i HAVE to eat something. so then i can just throw it up later. yeah, yeah ill just do that. you know how people say you have to experience things ATLEAST one time in your life like drugs or sex or bunjee jumping. yeah now i see bulemia coming up real close.
so there was this guy where for a second i let my guard down. yep, me. of all people, I let my guard down. he's the type of guy you actually wouldn't be scared of introducing to your parents. he's "nice." then you go to a party with him and his ex is there. being who you are, you mingle with everybody trying to take group shots as much as you can to .. "loosen" up. you're also friends with his ex and you have nothing against her. then you hear that they're going to get back together and being the pride bitch you are, you show no emotion other than anger on yourself. angry because you let your guard down. after some weeks pass by you get a random text from nice boy asking, perhaps the two of you shall catch a movie. surprisingly you get news from nice boy's best friend who is also your close friend that niceboy can't stop thinking about you and is scared to tell you that he's not talking to his ex. you sit there bewildered, only slightly, because you don't know what the fuck is going on anymore. but now you're ready coz your guard is up. you realize that 'he must not know bout me he must not know bout me'. (HAH)so he calls you and you two talk for a good hour and then some. you're only confused a little. so you view this as making a new friend. and if anything more happens between you two, then it happens. but as we speak, your guard is up and you only talk to him on a friendly basis because you can't let him know that what he did was a dick move. because whatever happens, you have to keep the upper hand or you'll get hurt. and you, i, don't want to get hurt.