*sigh* I'm trying to think of the good instead of the bad.... is skeptical as well as content
So like yesterday I went to the hospital to get the results to my test. Incase I failed to mention it... 2 months ago I took a blood test for a physical. I wasn't doing it for a job or anything, but felt it was due time I went for one. I was suppose to go last month for the results but I hesitated and canceled the appointment. Now I'm thinking that wasn't exactly a great idea. Cause by now we'd have this whole situation cleared up and they'd tell me it was a mistake and there's nothing wrong with me. I mean hey... they have extra livers lying around... don't they!?! Hell, I'm sure it's nothing... it's not like I'm gonna dye or anything. It's just a fork in the road that docs use so that they can get richer. Tell someone there's something wrong with their livers so they can have money rolling in from the testing that needs to be done. I mean how lame is that. As soon as my first paycheck comes in from this dot com company... I'm gonna go on the atkins diet... lose my fat. Cause I know I'll look HOTT when I lose this fat...( I looked hot when I was in middle school. ) I think they mistook me being a thicken and that having something to do with it to... oh there's something wrong with ur liver... u need to go for another blood test to be sure... if things aren't right with that one.... then we're gonna poke and probe u till we find out what the hell is wrong with you. DUDE!!!! GIVE IT A REST!!! WHAT THE HELL... THERE'S NOTHING FUCKING WRONG WITH ME OTHER THEN THE EXTRA POUNDS I HAVE. DAMN!!!! CAN'T YOU GET IT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING SKULLS???? whew... I feel better now... hehehehe. This better not change my plans of moving either... otherwise I'm gonna be highly pissed off.
Anyway.... why can't guys make up their fucking minds??? one minute they're interested in you and are all lovey dovey and stuff... and the other minute they barely wanna say 2 fucking words to you? Have I ever mentioned how much I hate guys who fucking play mind games. They really need to grow the fuck up. It would explain why I usually only go for guys older then me... However, it doesn't always work as peaches and cream there either. I mean the guys I know that don't play mind games are fucking over 30 years old. I mean occasionally you'll meet a great guy about my age... but in the end it's always something that makes him either an idiot.. or a jerk... have ur pick which one. Most of the guys I know close to my age who don't play mind games just consider me "one of the guys." To them, I'm the one they clown around with, the one they party with, the one they can tell all their secrets to, the one they can sit with and make fun of ppl, the one who always laughs at their jokes, the one who treats them no differently than I do the most important person in my life, the person who's here for them if they need a shoulder to lean on, the person who'll put her probs to the side to help them like a real friend should, the person who'll never turn her back on them. I'm just one of the guys. I love them to death... all 10 of them. They're like my family. I know for a fact those 10 men (they're too good to be boys) will always be there for me when I need them. They worry about me like they would any of their family. Most people say they're lucky to have 1 true friend... I'm lucky to say I have 14 true friends. Sometimes I think it's too good to be true. 1 I met in elem. school, 1 I met in middle school, 10 went to hs with me, and 2 I met online. Honestly, I couldn't ask for anything better. So if there is something wrong with me... I'll know every single one of those 14 people will be there beside me holding my hand if need me and telling me it'll be ok. Knowing that.... I can die tomorrow and be satisfied knowing that I'll keep me alive... just with our memories.....
Anyway.... why can't guys make up their fucking minds??? one minute they're interested in you and are all lovey dovey and stuff... and the other minute they barely wanna say 2 fucking words to you? Have I ever mentioned how much I hate guys who fucking play mind games. They really need to grow the fuck up. It would explain why I usually only go for guys older then me... However, it doesn't always work as peaches and cream there either. I mean the guys I know that don't play mind games are fucking over 30 years old. I mean occasionally you'll meet a great guy about my age... but in the end it's always something that makes him either an idiot.. or a jerk... have ur pick which one. Most of the guys I know close to my age who don't play mind games just consider me "one of the guys." To them, I'm the one they clown around with, the one they party with, the one they can tell all their secrets to, the one they can sit with and make fun of ppl, the one who always laughs at their jokes, the one who treats them no differently than I do the most important person in my life, the person who's here for them if they need a shoulder to lean on, the person who'll put her probs to the side to help them like a real friend should, the person who'll never turn her back on them. I'm just one of the guys. I love them to death... all 10 of them. They're like my family. I know for a fact those 10 men (they're too good to be boys) will always be there for me when I need them. They worry about me like they would any of their family. Most people say they're lucky to have 1 true friend... I'm lucky to say I have 14 true friends. Sometimes I think it's too good to be true. 1 I met in elem. school, 1 I met in middle school, 10 went to hs with me, and 2 I met online. Honestly, I couldn't ask for anything better. So if there is something wrong with me... I'll know every single one of those 14 people will be there beside me holding my hand if need me and telling me it'll be ok. Knowing that.... I can die tomorrow and be satisfied knowing that I'll keep me alive... just with our memories.....