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hokay, haven't updated in a WHILE
so
date with johnny
went pretty well ^_^
well, it went ok. i froze, like i usually do =p. meh. i aggrivate myself sometimes. it's not that i was actually all that nervous about meeting him, or about kissing him, or about... stuff.... *ahem*
i always freeze up in person unless i get to know people, and it annoys the hell out of me. i mean, is it really all that bad to just let go for once and be myself? i mean, hell, even being the fake me act that i do to please the relatives woulda been better than what i did. basically, i sat around and laughed. and inserted the odd comment here and there. oh, and acted stupid. aaaaaaas usual. luckily, i had security there as my excuse for being all clammed up. but i really do wonder if i'd have been any more myself if they weren't there. so, in the beginning it was GREAT. he's an AMAZING kisser. altho, once again, i just sat there and let myself be kissed ¬_¬. well, anyways, i've learnt my lesson. next date or whatever i go on, no matter who it's with, i'm not gonna sit there and let it happen to me. other wise who ever it is will end up as dissappointed as i could tell j was at dinner. well, i did save it a bit, and loosened up some. it wasn't a great save, but it was better than nothing. anyways. enough being pissed at myself.
paper masche or however you spell it can kiss
my
hairy
ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
i was trying to make a mold of my hand for this thingy. do you have any idea how hard it is to paper mache your hand up ALONE??
lemme give you a hint
IT SUCKS
GRRRRRRRRR
and now i have a floppy pile of wet newspaper that vaguely resembles a cartoon hand run over by a steam roller. woohoo ¬_¬
i need to start drawing more. and get to work on finishing something. i've been sitting around staring at my sketchpad for a week now. this is stupid.
less than two months till eton
holy fucking shit i'm terrefied
i'm gonna be stuck in a house full of straight boys (or at least boys desperately pretending to be straight) doing more work than i've ever even thought of doing for TWO FUCKING YEARS
ugh...
i hate wake up calls. i really do.
like, the whole psychological type things, not the phone type ones
in other news, i was looking exceptionally bonable today. *nodnod*
i think i might go whore myself out over the internet. yes, i *am* bored shitless at the moment.
byees
so
date with johnny
went pretty well ^_^
well, it went ok. i froze, like i usually do =p. meh. i aggrivate myself sometimes. it's not that i was actually all that nervous about meeting him, or about kissing him, or about... stuff.... *ahem*
i always freeze up in person unless i get to know people, and it annoys the hell out of me. i mean, is it really all that bad to just let go for once and be myself? i mean, hell, even being the fake me act that i do to please the relatives woulda been better than what i did. basically, i sat around and laughed. and inserted the odd comment here and there. oh, and acted stupid. aaaaaaas usual. luckily, i had security there as my excuse for being all clammed up. but i really do wonder if i'd have been any more myself if they weren't there. so, in the beginning it was GREAT. he's an AMAZING kisser. altho, once again, i just sat there and let myself be kissed ¬_¬. well, anyways, i've learnt my lesson. next date or whatever i go on, no matter who it's with, i'm not gonna sit there and let it happen to me. other wise who ever it is will end up as dissappointed as i could tell j was at dinner. well, i did save it a bit, and loosened up some. it wasn't a great save, but it was better than nothing. anyways. enough being pissed at myself.
paper masche or however you spell it can kiss
my
hairy
ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
i was trying to make a mold of my hand for this thingy. do you have any idea how hard it is to paper mache your hand up ALONE??
lemme give you a hint
IT SUCKS
GRRRRRRRRR
and now i have a floppy pile of wet newspaper that vaguely resembles a cartoon hand run over by a steam roller. woohoo ¬_¬
i need to start drawing more. and get to work on finishing something. i've been sitting around staring at my sketchpad for a week now. this is stupid.
less than two months till eton
holy fucking shit i'm terrefied
i'm gonna be stuck in a house full of straight boys (or at least boys desperately pretending to be straight) doing more work than i've ever even thought of doing for TWO FUCKING YEARS
ugh...
i hate wake up calls. i really do.
like, the whole psychological type things, not the phone type ones
in other news, i was looking exceptionally bonable today. *nodnod*
i think i might go whore myself out over the internet. yes, i *am* bored shitless at the moment.
byees