PMS without the mess :-/
just as a side-note for those of u who care...merengue is not mexican music. it's from the dominican republic! my bad! but i had u fooled! the last couple days were kinda rough. it seems as though i were simply pmsing or something cuz all the stupid little things people do i just won't let go. sorry if i snapped at u without realizing it! i promise it wasn't u!!
yesterday sucked cuz i was physically abused way too many times. It started with trying to pull out Mike's pizza from the microwave. of course it decided to flip over and spill on my hand and burn my wrist. after having to clean up a big mess (i threw the pizza across the kitchen) i had to run my hand under cold water for so long. i tried using ice but then i couldn't tell if my hand was burning from the pizza or from the cold of the ice. i had never been burned before so it sucked. too bad im not a masicist (sp) otherwise that would have been really cool. (this is where i continue complaining...) i had slept on my neck wrong the night before so i was in serious need of a massage. then i stubbed my toe when i ran into the pantry door cuz im a genius. later i hung out with Devin and Jordan who got the idea to beat me up. As much fun as being the center of attention and being pinned down by two guys were, i did hurt afterward. FYI i did not once lose my clothes during the abuse! That's about as much complaining as im willing to talk about for now cuz i know i could prolly go on...
on a better note, i did go to a symphonic concert over at UNT last night. i remembered thinking to myself "how gay am i?" as i commented on how repulsive one of the conductors' tie was. it really did not match! Tupac is coming over now. i owe him a couple games of pool and he's bringing over fajita meat...yay! heed the warnings on microwavable things after cooking, they r there for a reason!
yesterday sucked cuz i was physically abused way too many times. It started with trying to pull out Mike's pizza from the microwave. of course it decided to flip over and spill on my hand and burn my wrist. after having to clean up a big mess (i threw the pizza across the kitchen) i had to run my hand under cold water for so long. i tried using ice but then i couldn't tell if my hand was burning from the pizza or from the cold of the ice. i had never been burned before so it sucked. too bad im not a masicist (sp) otherwise that would have been really cool. (this is where i continue complaining...) i had slept on my neck wrong the night before so i was in serious need of a massage. then i stubbed my toe when i ran into the pantry door cuz im a genius. later i hung out with Devin and Jordan who got the idea to beat me up. As much fun as being the center of attention and being pinned down by two guys were, i did hurt afterward. FYI i did not once lose my clothes during the abuse! That's about as much complaining as im willing to talk about for now cuz i know i could prolly go on...
on a better note, i did go to a symphonic concert over at UNT last night. i remembered thinking to myself "how gay am i?" as i commented on how repulsive one of the conductors' tie was. it really did not match! Tupac is coming over now. i owe him a couple games of pool and he's bringing over fajita meat...yay! heed the warnings on microwavable things after cooking, they r there for a reason!