okay so i’ve had strep for a week now and people know it hurts a shit ton to talk aND THEY WON’T STOP TALKING TO ME AND ASKING ME QUESTIONS
I WANT TO YELL AT THEM TO FUCK OFF
I walked to my mom’s camp site about a mile down the road barefoot (initially a bad idea). I used to run over the ridges in my back yard barefoot all the time about two years ago, so I forgot my feet weren’t as tough as they used to be.
When I got back home, I realized that most of the dead skin on my heels had been taken off from the gravel and hard ground. So the blisters are totally worth it haha
like okay so
i never really knew what it was like to have a best friend physically (i’ve had so many loving friends over the internet that i know what it’s like emotionally though)
so having someone that will drive 2 hours just because they want to cuddle with you quite frequently kind of just makes me so happy that i get a headache
Going to Nyan’s dorm again next Thursday
Even more excited because I get to go visit my dad in the hospital. It’s pretty far away, so I don’t get to see him often. And then my mom, a friend, and I are going to swing by his town to go bowling. And if his new roomie is amiable, I’ll get to spend a couple nights with him.
Alright, time for a story that aggravates me:
Once upon a time Nyan had another sex friend that is no longer a sex friend because she’s slightly crazy.
Had conversations with her, helped her along with her feelings for Nyan. She said she wouldn’t mind meeting me in person, and even though I thought it would be nice, I was very wary.
Time skip. Just got out of the hospital after a terrible night of detox and no sleep. Still on doped up, very tired, but excited because I’m going to hang out with Nyan. Have about an hour until Nyan gets there, so I decide I want a salad.
Her place of work is the only place I can think of to get one (very tiny town). Mind you, in the back of my mind I know this is probably a bad decision. But I bank on her not being there, and getting out as soon as I have my salad. So, I order a salad, and then leave. I don’t see her.
Apparently she saw me going to the bathroom. She flips out. Calls Nyan crying hysterically on the phone. It’s not until months later that I find out that she lied to him and said that I talked to her coworkers about her situation. And she had to “pick up the broken pieces of her staff.”
I’m sorry but I just. I have never disliked a person so much. She is manipulative, overreacts, two-faced, hypocritical, and crazy. I do not say this lightly. She has a nice side, the nice side is just overshadowed by all of her “pity me I’m a bitch and act like a teenager still” attitude. And just yeah.
And I am not above being smug about the fact that I am more eloquent than her despite being three years younger. She acts like she’s 16.
Okay, so that’s two guys now in the past week that have asked me to hook up. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???
So instead of just visiting Nyan at his dorm for a few hours, I ended up staying until Friday. u///u
The funny thing is that Nyan has been trying to meet new people so he can go to parties, but he’s horrible at it haha And yesterday I ran into one of my highschool class mates! And he parties a lot, so he told us to hit him up if we want to haha Kind of ironic, actually. Oh well, I feel accomplished.
i am not a naturally hateful person. i’ve had my best friends date my crush of two years and just felt sad. i’ve had money stolen from me and tried to help the person that stole it.
but this bitch
whenever i think of her i just
i do not think well of people that are hypocrites, two-faced, and selfish. and especially to the ones they supposedly “love”. that’s not love, that’s being childish. you are older than me, this is not how you act.
I AM FULLY RECOVERED HUZZAH
Still no internet. I moved in with my brother, and we should have it by next week or the week after that. My roommates do a lot of -cough- THC. It’s entertaining most of the time. But other times uh… I have no idea what planet I’ve just stepped on.
After a very nerve-wracking experience with Nyan’s parents, I can now go to his house again. Nyan has been increasingly cuddly (YAY). And his other…um, squeeze is becoming a rabid harpy, I fear. It’s up to him what to do, but it is worrisome. I wish I could do more to help him.
yep i’ve lived with my grandma for a week and i’m already making plans to move out. ALDI’s pays $12/hr right away. i’m saving all of that shit, fixing my car, and then getting an apartment elsewhere asap
so my grandma said that if i ever got pregnant, she wouldn’t let me get an abortion. “not under my roof, you won’t”
like i would tell you anyway
fun fact about my life:
when i was 9 i went to a boy’s birthday party just to ride the horses he had
i wanted to cry the entire time because i was the only girl there
this is why you shouldn’t delete comments on my facebook posts because i will find out and i will screencap it and post it here instead
so apparently the reason i’m itching is because of detox
i haD MY LAST DRINK 14 HOURS AGO WTH
Nyan’s best friend and I have very different view points
for example: he voted for romney, and believes there are no “strong” women in real life that are attractive to him (think like sports or something)
we debated a lot over it. friendly, of course. and he’s going into the airforce early next year.
he’s very… misogynistic.
but last night we had a talk about our families. his father was abusive to him. and i told him about how my mother and i had gotten in a fight so bad that she started choking me. and that my dad was an alcoholic. and so was i.
he told me i could get over anything as long as i tried hard enough. like him.
despite his flaws, he’s a good person.