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I've had the hiccups for the past 2 hours. It's driving me insane, and I fucking hate it with a passion. Holding my breath doesn't work, the glass of water thingy didn't work. What the hell man, it needs to stop...like, right now.
So anyway, today was a dismal day. Gorgeous weather, but I stayed inside because there really isn't anything to do. No results from the GED exam, and it's driving me more insane than the damn hiccups. Though the hiccups are a pretty close second place.
Things aren't the same between John and myself. Who knows, maybe it was just a bad night, but shouldn't Valentine's Day be a good night? Relationships are completely beyond my understanding. Maybe I should learn my lesson and STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM. But no...I always have to think "This one will be different." There is no such thing as different when it comes to my relationships. The name of the guys change, though for some reason I find myself attracted to an unusually large amount of men named Chris. I must have a Chris fetish. Anyway, the name varies, but the guys are all the same. I just THINK they are different. But they aren't. OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!
John didn't think my plan for world domination via samurai midgets was funny. I must be losing my touch? Or maybe he really didn't think it was amusing, in which case I need to find a new pick up line! My mind can't handle the pressure!!!
I'm playing textual truth or dare with my buddy. This is funny shit, I never knew some of this stuff about him. Some of the stuff I really didn't want to know, but I asked, so I was told. Silly rabbit...
I'm going hot tubbing with a bunch of old people. That shouldn't be too fun. Arthur seems to think that Mark is hitting on me, and after a few visits to his place, I have to agree. Which is disgusting, because he is in fact old. And disgusting. And old and disgusting.
I need to stop with the long distance relationships and find myself a nice, quiet, crazy white boy who is MY age (or a bit older). Someone help me.
So anyway, today was a dismal day. Gorgeous weather, but I stayed inside because there really isn't anything to do. No results from the GED exam, and it's driving me more insane than the damn hiccups. Though the hiccups are a pretty close second place.
Things aren't the same between John and myself. Who knows, maybe it was just a bad night, but shouldn't Valentine's Day be a good night? Relationships are completely beyond my understanding. Maybe I should learn my lesson and STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM. But no...I always have to think "This one will be different." There is no such thing as different when it comes to my relationships. The name of the guys change, though for some reason I find myself attracted to an unusually large amount of men named Chris. I must have a Chris fetish. Anyway, the name varies, but the guys are all the same. I just THINK they are different. But they aren't. OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!
John didn't think my plan for world domination via samurai midgets was funny. I must be losing my touch? Or maybe he really didn't think it was amusing, in which case I need to find a new pick up line! My mind can't handle the pressure!!!
I'm playing textual truth or dare with my buddy. This is funny shit, I never knew some of this stuff about him. Some of the stuff I really didn't want to know, but I asked, so I was told. Silly rabbit...
I'm going hot tubbing with a bunch of old people. That shouldn't be too fun. Arthur seems to think that Mark is hitting on me, and after a few visits to his place, I have to agree. Which is disgusting, because he is in fact old. And disgusting. And old and disgusting.
I need to stop with the long distance relationships and find myself a nice, quiet, crazy white boy who is MY age (or a bit older). Someone help me.