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Things have sucked worse than usual lately.
I feel that I'm almost just trying to solve my problems quantitatively; just using logic and ir-rationalization. I mean theres all kinds of shit going on. George and his shit with his PO and everything. My dad being a crazy motherfucker. And last but not least, Nick still fucking with my head like its a GODDAMN PINBALL MACHINE. My thoughts, feelings, emotions, and everything are packed into a minuscule metal ball and its merely being punted around, bouncing off whatevers in its way, and just throwing me completely offcourse. I managed to vent my frustration on the ball in gym while we played whiffle ball. i got so pissed off at everyone and then swung and watched it soar. but then. i got tagged out at second base by none other than NICK. THE SEDUCTIVE COCKSUCKER FROM HELL. here. i'll explain all of this.
Saturday night was Joe's party. The party was awesome. I spent the whole day with Nick. all 7 and half hours. and it was awesome. he hung out with me instead of his friends, kept pushing me on the swing, picked me to be on his team for man hunt, told me my hair was awesome when it had been straight but then curled and frizzed from the rain. there were 9057984759875 signs that he might like me. then mike (the filipino ganstaaaaaaa but hes the man) wanted to help me out and he was asking him if he liked me etc. well negative answers arose, but alot of people dont believe him. so NOW. hes not even talking to me.
we're talking very minimal conversation.
whatever. im tired of it.
I feel that I'm almost just trying to solve my problems quantitatively; just using logic and ir-rationalization. I mean theres all kinds of shit going on. George and his shit with his PO and everything. My dad being a crazy motherfucker. And last but not least, Nick still fucking with my head like its a GODDAMN PINBALL MACHINE. My thoughts, feelings, emotions, and everything are packed into a minuscule metal ball and its merely being punted around, bouncing off whatevers in its way, and just throwing me completely offcourse. I managed to vent my frustration on the ball in gym while we played whiffle ball. i got so pissed off at everyone and then swung and watched it soar. but then. i got tagged out at second base by none other than NICK. THE SEDUCTIVE COCKSUCKER FROM HELL. here. i'll explain all of this.
Saturday night was Joe's party. The party was awesome. I spent the whole day with Nick. all 7 and half hours. and it was awesome. he hung out with me instead of his friends, kept pushing me on the swing, picked me to be on his team for man hunt, told me my hair was awesome when it had been straight but then curled and frizzed from the rain. there were 9057984759875 signs that he might like me. then mike (the filipino ganstaaaaaaa but hes the man) wanted to help me out and he was asking him if he liked me etc. well negative answers arose, but alot of people dont believe him. so NOW. hes not even talking to me.
we're talking very minimal conversation.
whatever. im tired of it.