So yeah.

I'm kinda to that "I'm seriously fed up" point, and then a guy I was interested in finally informs me that he as a girlfriend. I kinda wanna punch him.

No. Not kinda. Do. If he wasn't in my mom's EMT class, I would punch him.

And some of you may have seen my AIM status message, and yeah. I feel pretty much like that. Sam's basically left me ( Read more... )

So I hate to get ahead of myself, but since I always do, I might as well have a happy version of getting ahead of myself. Not that I'm really thinking that far ahead, it's just...nice, y'know?

What is nice,  you ask? Well, I went to the EMS conference today at KDMC, the one that will give me 8 hours towards my 36 hours I need of continuing education ( Read more... )

I'm done with my 4th week at the hospital. Woo, fun times! Until of course I screwed up my ankle, but it's good now ( Read more... )

Yes. I'm being sarcastic with the icon. GO ME ( Read more... )

Holy crap, I'm exhausted ( Read more... )

fuck fuck, fuckidy fuck fuck fuck.

I thought I was over that now. After not receiving contact for like, a week, I thought I was over him. I thought I was over that asshole... He played me like a little fiddle, I fell for him.

And now he's gone.

Over what? I wanted to see him last Monday. I had every right to want to see him. And everything seemed okay ( Read more... )

I find it comical that the first time I curse in front of someone I recently met, they look at me with awe. Why? Apparently I'm too "sweet" or "adorable" to know such foul things. What am I? A child? They see me as such because I am naive on the subject of sex. Are they not in the same pool of naivety if someone into nuclear physics (is there such ( Read more... )

A fitting title for how I feel right now ( Read more... )

It's short, simple, and clean.

Lyla and Sam broke up.

That essentially means love is as mythical and fake as unicorns.