I'm not doing anything this weekend. I'm laying low after finding out that the boy I was seeing has a girlfriend. He told me infront of 5 people on Thursday night, right before his band played. "Btw you know I have a gf, right?" ****ing ****! Noone else knew about this girl either. But yeah, now I'm laying low for the weekend. Next weekend however, I'm seeing my new obsession (www.myspace.com/petswithpets). Yay!
I assumed you were a he. Unless you are.... meh, none of my business.
What's wrong with homosexuality?
Nothing. Call me
I would but international call rates are expensive for phone sex.
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I'm doing study notes on Nephrology and Rheumatology for my exams coming up :( It's painful. And im over it. Want it to be holidays alreadyyyy!
But yes, work is work, and i get paid for it, so i shouldn't complain... (too much) I've decided im going to sell someone a pink diamond ring in this sale at work... Someone will buy one off me dammit! I want a bonus!
Just another ****ed up day at school. It's so etremly hot and this ****ers wanted me to py 2 times more for school:/ But I've boked good gig:) El Chicano where was that? Houston?
LONG WEEKEND! Cannot wait! Trashy weekend at this amazing house in the middle of no where, trashy fun group of friends, messy times. MESSY MESSY times. So excited. There is also that silly exam thing on saturday morning, but meh...
Long weekend and I have nothing planned. I could be going to some VIP party on saturday night but I'm really not in the mood to schmooze with bands that I hate and would rather stab myself than listen to. Though the alcohol will be free and the boys will be hot. Sigh.
I'm hoping that my housemates go away. Then I can play. They have this weird thing where they think just because you have sex with someone, you want a relationship with them. Makes having random sex with strangers so much harder!
Housemate: so, who stayed over last night? Me: just a friend Housemate: when are we gonna meet him? Me: um... he's not my boyfriend Housemate: Oh... (disapproving glare)
I thought that was what being single was all about.
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