Too busy to be able to be bored...yet it still happens.
I'm sitting at work trying to type normally, but it's not working.
After slicing my hand open trying to wash a glass and busting an artery, bleeding for 2 hours, and getting 12 stitches, I realize everything is more difficult than it seems. Especially without an index finger.
It's chilly outside and though there's a hoppin' party tonight, I would much rather cuddle with a boy I have a crush on in front of a stupid movie instead of going.
Getting drunk seems to be the only thing left to do for people our age when there's no significant other, or better yet, anything better to do in general.
The male species is a weird one.
And though I long for one to nuzzle up to, the ones that come around just don't do it for me.
It's either sexual or too intense or just friends or just weird.
So I've resorted to not caring and letting whatever is meant to happen just happen.
I guess there's a reason it was said that "you must be the change you wish to see in the world."
I don't really want any drastic change I suppose...
Work is such a joke.
We sit here and do nothing. At all.
School is weird.
I'm not crazy busy like last semester.
It feels strange.
So I load a bunch of stuff on myself that I can't do, thus stressing myself out over stuff that doesn't even matter.
Reading these old entries is really fum and entertaining though, which is part of the reason I still update this.
No one reads it, yet it's a quiet reminder of stupid events that have occurred throughout my life.
I can't even begin to describe life right now...oh wait, I kind of just did. Meh.
After slicing my hand open trying to wash a glass and busting an artery, bleeding for 2 hours, and getting 12 stitches, I realize everything is more difficult than it seems. Especially without an index finger.
It's chilly outside and though there's a hoppin' party tonight, I would much rather cuddle with a boy I have a crush on in front of a stupid movie instead of going.
Getting drunk seems to be the only thing left to do for people our age when there's no significant other, or better yet, anything better to do in general.
The male species is a weird one.
And though I long for one to nuzzle up to, the ones that come around just don't do it for me.
It's either sexual or too intense or just friends or just weird.
So I've resorted to not caring and letting whatever is meant to happen just happen.
I guess there's a reason it was said that "you must be the change you wish to see in the world."
I don't really want any drastic change I suppose...
Work is such a joke.
We sit here and do nothing. At all.
School is weird.
I'm not crazy busy like last semester.
It feels strange.
So I load a bunch of stuff on myself that I can't do, thus stressing myself out over stuff that doesn't even matter.
Reading these old entries is really fum and entertaining though, which is part of the reason I still update this.
No one reads it, yet it's a quiet reminder of stupid events that have occurred throughout my life.
I can't even begin to describe life right now...oh wait, I kind of just did. Meh.