"i've never had any complaints about the blue ones"
i feel very strange about this approaching holiday season. it feels like i got a gift wrapped and sitting aside for someone i won't see, so what was the point of even buying it? i hear "it's the thought that counts" more than ever this time of year. i've been thinking for the past 2 weeks, and it hasn't amounted up to anything.
i guess it's halfway through what i hoped to be a 9 month break between being extremely happy, but it seems that my candle is fading fast. but the worst part is there is nothing i can do about it. my real plan of action is to spend from here until summer doing well in school, and saving money, and hopefully if i see her again in june, she'll still love me. i don't think she will, or even come to boston, but what am i going to do if i throw this opprotunity away?
i feel like im the only guy who complains about getting laid too much. i'm sick of it. i want fucking to at least mean a little bit of something again. i know it makes me come across as an asshole saying that, but i'd just kill for the security of knowing who i'll be sleeping next to. i quit fucking for 8 months before, why can't i do it again? hopefully this time, i can do it without sedating my penis with the amount of weed fit for a near-blind jamacian.
and norm's leaving...but i'm happy for him. i think that boy gave me a lot of good qualities in my life, and he diserves to do whatever will make him enjoy the most out of his life. for someone as addicted to his friends as i am, it's very comforting to know that with some courage, living halfway around the world isn't that much of a fantasy.
i really wish my transcripts will go through and be processed faster.
and my herb connect's out, so this should be interesting for my sanity.
i guess it's halfway through what i hoped to be a 9 month break between being extremely happy, but it seems that my candle is fading fast. but the worst part is there is nothing i can do about it. my real plan of action is to spend from here until summer doing well in school, and saving money, and hopefully if i see her again in june, she'll still love me. i don't think she will, or even come to boston, but what am i going to do if i throw this opprotunity away?
i feel like im the only guy who complains about getting laid too much. i'm sick of it. i want fucking to at least mean a little bit of something again. i know it makes me come across as an asshole saying that, but i'd just kill for the security of knowing who i'll be sleeping next to. i quit fucking for 8 months before, why can't i do it again? hopefully this time, i can do it without sedating my penis with the amount of weed fit for a near-blind jamacian.
and norm's leaving...but i'm happy for him. i think that boy gave me a lot of good qualities in my life, and he diserves to do whatever will make him enjoy the most out of his life. for someone as addicted to his friends as i am, it's very comforting to know that with some courage, living halfway around the world isn't that much of a fantasy.
i really wish my transcripts will go through and be processed faster.
and my herb connect's out, so this should be interesting for my sanity.