I like Redbull -- it gives me wings.
So I found my glasses that I had from freshmen year and now i'm prancing around the house like Harry Potter. . .turning corners looking for Professor Snape and even using my bathrobe as a cloak of invisibility. It's kind of funny doing this when running on Redbull for the entire day. I'm to the point of being completely silly and out of control.
I sent a message to Tom. My gay friend who goes to Carmel. He's this really fun guy who I went on a date with back in Freshmen year. I had just come out of the closet. . .completely. . .to everyone. . .forever. And well, I was really shy and he still thinks to this day that I'm a really shy person and I guess I am. My friends and family would disagree but when it gets down to it, I'm very shy and if you pressure me, I break and recluse. Anyways, I sent him a message. Just a friendly message. I totally make a fool of myself when I send messages to him because when I start them, I start out like I'm trying to impress him. Small talk, the usual. And then I get into my latest romance drama. . . how silly I am. . .how he needs to set me up with someone. Blah blah blah. I must sound so desperate to him. Which I kind of am. . . but I don't realize how embarrassing the messages are until after I send them and there is not much left to do except send him another message and tell him that the first one is stupid and that he should not read it which makes me look even more stupid. HMMMMM. I think I still like Tom and that's why I do this crazy stuff.
I'm really pissed off at the guy who fixed my computer. Cause it's not fixed. And it no longer has pop up blocker and it no longer has small graphics. And it is doing that weird half way through a line, it will go back to a previous line that I have typed and start typing from there. Grrrrrr. I guess I'm going to have to just take it to Fannin when I get to school who I'm absolutely terrified of. I don't like him and I know he doesn't like me. He's homophobic. I'm sure of it. I'm really scared of him and wish he'd stop looking at me altogether. I wish I could just walk in there and set down my computer when he's not there. . .just write down what's wrong with the computer. . . then leave and come back again later when he's not around with a fixed note from him. SHIT! Now my disc thingy won't open. This is some complete bullshit. BULLSHIT! And the volume control doesn't work at the top of my computer. I'm so pissed. SOOOO pissed! GRRRRRRR.
And when I'm pissed right now, I'm angry with my computer and that guy who fixed it (or ruined it). . .I'm not angry in the sense that I'm walking around the house in an angry mood and a scowl on my face. I've discovered that when I go walking, I have a scowl on my face the whole time. Today, I was walking around the block and decided to come back inside because I had a scowl and everyone was being rude to me because I had a mean look on my face.
Note to self about walking:
1. Never walk in daylight for mean scowl scares others away
2. Never dance while on walk at night when there are other walkers to watch you.
3. Never dance on treadmill for this act will result you slamming into the wall.
4. Reading books on treadmill doesn't work because eye-hand/foot cooridination doesn't work for Weston.
5. Don't talk to yourself at night when you might come upon other walkers who hear you cussing under your breath about how evil parents can be.
6. Trying to look cool in front of neighborhood children doesn't impress them. You actually have to be cool to do that.
I sent a message to Tom. My gay friend who goes to Carmel. He's this really fun guy who I went on a date with back in Freshmen year. I had just come out of the closet. . .completely. . .to everyone. . .forever. And well, I was really shy and he still thinks to this day that I'm a really shy person and I guess I am. My friends and family would disagree but when it gets down to it, I'm very shy and if you pressure me, I break and recluse. Anyways, I sent him a message. Just a friendly message. I totally make a fool of myself when I send messages to him because when I start them, I start out like I'm trying to impress him. Small talk, the usual. And then I get into my latest romance drama. . . how silly I am. . .how he needs to set me up with someone. Blah blah blah. I must sound so desperate to him. Which I kind of am. . . but I don't realize how embarrassing the messages are until after I send them and there is not much left to do except send him another message and tell him that the first one is stupid and that he should not read it which makes me look even more stupid. HMMMMM. I think I still like Tom and that's why I do this crazy stuff.
I'm really pissed off at the guy who fixed my computer. Cause it's not fixed. And it no longer has pop up blocker and it no longer has small graphics. And it is doing that weird half way through a line, it will go back to a previous line that I have typed and start typing from there. Grrrrrr. I guess I'm going to have to just take it to Fannin when I get to school who I'm absolutely terrified of. I don't like him and I know he doesn't like me. He's homophobic. I'm sure of it. I'm really scared of him and wish he'd stop looking at me altogether. I wish I could just walk in there and set down my computer when he's not there. . .just write down what's wrong with the computer. . . then leave and come back again later when he's not around with a fixed note from him. SHIT! Now my disc thingy won't open. This is some complete bullshit. BULLSHIT! And the volume control doesn't work at the top of my computer. I'm so pissed. SOOOO pissed! GRRRRRRR.
And when I'm pissed right now, I'm angry with my computer and that guy who fixed it (or ruined it). . .I'm not angry in the sense that I'm walking around the house in an angry mood and a scowl on my face. I've discovered that when I go walking, I have a scowl on my face the whole time. Today, I was walking around the block and decided to come back inside because I had a scowl and everyone was being rude to me because I had a mean look on my face.
Note to self about walking:
1. Never walk in daylight for mean scowl scares others away
2. Never dance while on walk at night when there are other walkers to watch you.
3. Never dance on treadmill for this act will result you slamming into the wall.
4. Reading books on treadmill doesn't work because eye-hand/foot cooridination doesn't work for Weston.
5. Don't talk to yourself at night when you might come upon other walkers who hear you cussing under your breath about how evil parents can be.
6. Trying to look cool in front of neighborhood children doesn't impress them. You actually have to be cool to do that.