...This Isn't Just The Story Of A Girl...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
"hey, can you pass the valtrex?"I didn't have too much on my mind last night, just enough to hinder my sleep.
I'm just in another writing mood and, again, I'm at a loss for topics. I could write about how much I hate women again... but that seems like an utter waste of time and effort. I could write about my bi-polarism lately...but really, who care about that? I could tell you on how I plan on falling asleep in Suite 95 after Jeff's class...I have to do some last minute tweaking before I get the proposal printed.
Again, I'm in no mood to go to school, recently I've lacked motivation. Like Friday, I'll probably end up there...but I may be to excited for "FUCK YOU! I'M FABULOUS!" Friday...part 1. There will be more FYIFFs, with a larger guest list because this week there are too many birthdays. So look for your invite! I'm thinking maybe next week...
Hey, can you guys keep a secret? So can I. Wow, just that saying flashes me back to high school...thinking of how many times I got fucked over telling my friends secrets. They we're awesome, just not trust worthy, and now that high school is over, so is our friendship. They still think being in the "Let's get high/drunk and sleep with as many people as possible" thing is still in. I was never one to partake in that scene. I'm actually surprised none of them have the same problem as Paris Hilton..."hey, can you pass the valtrex?". I know, I know, that was mean...and I'm slowly breaking my habit of logging onto Perez Hilton...I only do it twice a day now, that's a huge change from my eight or so times...I really need a more interesting life...
Let's finish this off by saying...this is blog 1-double-0!
<3Ina
