Play!?
No one ever wants to play with me. I think I'm pretty fun to play with, right? Well, this Spring Break has been pretty lame in my books. The only time I was remotely social was Friday night. It was a bittersweet evening. I realized I have very little control of my femininity. I'm basically a boy. It makes me wonder how anyone has ever been romantically/sexually attracted to me. These aren't very positive things to think about when you're supposed to be out partying and being promiscuous. There is one positive thing about this Spring Break-- CASH MONEY! I've been babysitting my time away, and it will pay off tomorrow when I'm handed my $180 check plus the $30 I made last night across the street. Maybe people will want to play with me when they realize I'm loaded. I've sent three text messages out asking people to come play with me. Normally, these texts would be to Whitney, Karina, and Natasha. But they are all on vacation, so I sent them to Mike, Bobby, and Terry. Normally, these texts would get prompt responses of excitement and happy smileys. But Mike, Bobby, and Terry don't love me as much as my vacationing besties do. I have received no responses, let alone prompt, excited ones. I need to buy new things to make me happy. I need to stop writing such depressing things.