Fuck fu...

Fuck fuck fuckI can't believe what has happenedAnd I can't find one of my friends...who may have been flying Boston to LA today. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.To any of the rest of you who'v lost someone, or who are still waiting...my thoughts are with you.And those fuckers better pay.

I love ...

I love this song...I don't know why. Who can say where the road goes, Where the day flows? Only time... And who can say if your love grows, As your heart chose? Only time... Who can say why your heart sighs, As your love flies? Only time... And who can say why your heart cries, When your love dies? Only time... Who can say when the roads meet? That they might be - In your heart... And who can say when the day sleeps, If the night keeps all your heart? ...night keeps all your heart... Who can say if your love grows, As your heart chose? Only time... And who can say where the road goes? Where the day flows? Only time... Who knows? Only time... Who knows? Only time...

nevermind

ok so boys suck.They're SO not worth it...I wish I was a lesbian. Or a nun. Either one would be better for me right now, I think...I'm gonna forget Mr. Confusing. He's so clueless it's not even worth my time (and my time isn't worth much at this point...). His sister's nice...too bad she's not a guy ;)So I need a new obsession. Preferably male, preferably cute...and actually available and not an idiot would be good too.Any suggestions?

HELP!!!!!!!!...

HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Oh my God.I was just invited over to his house for family dinner.I'm in shock. First of all, he actually remembered my phone number. Wow, this is a first.Second...family _dinner_?!?!?!?!?! What the f...? I said yes. I was so damn stunned, I think I sounded a bit daft. But um. I'm taking dessert over with me. What should I take? What should I wear? And what the hell does all of this mean???Someone please, help me. My head's about to explode.

Alright, I'l...

Alright, I'll try this again. I made this post last night, but it didn't seem to work. *sigh*So I'm gonna do something I shouldn't. I'm gonna post something that will allow a few people to figure out more about who I am than I really want, but I desperately need some advice, so what the hell...here goes. If you happen to figure something out, please don't tattle? Thanks.So there's this boy (big surprise ;P). I've known him for a long long time. We've been friends since high school. He's nice, cute, funny, tall...all sorts of good things. We have a bit of a weird "history", in that at one point we were spending every waking minute together. I thought it meant something, I was assuming we were somewhat more than friends. He, apparently, had not thought about it. So we had this weird pseudo-break-up thing, and then didn't talk for a few months. Since then we've become friends again. So life was good.Until the last month. All of a sudden, every time I see him he's all over me. He sits with his arm around me, will trade seats with people to sit beside me, picked up my hand and placed it _in his crotch_ several times at a recent party. He's flirty, and keeps doing things like: pointing out that he has big hands, when it comes up in conversation that I have large breasts (in conjunction with the whole "more than a handful is a waste" saying). Or like last night, cheering when my friend who's engaged and I were talking about her ring, and I mentioned that I don't want a ring when (and if) I get engaged. Cheering! As though it came as a relief that he wouldn't have tro buy me a ring.However, the guy cannot seem to not lose my phone number. He's lost it four times this month alone, that I know of. If he was really so interested in me, why can't he keep my damn phone number? It's not that hard! And if he's not interested, why does he keep asking me for it? And why does he keep inviting me to do stuff, then forgetting to call? Why doesn't he return phone calls? I mean, doesn't the "big hands" comment imply he'd like to get his hands on my breasts? If yes, why hasn't he tried???I"m totally confused. What does this mean? Is he interested in me or not? And what should I do? Pursue him, ditch him, or what?? Someone please help...

silliness

I was a strange child.It's just sinking in for me now how strange I was. I kept a folder of a whole bunch of writing done by authors I loved, and a little bit done by myself.This poem was written by God-knows who, but for some reason in Junior high I really connected with the silly thing. Now I realize how totally crazy I was...here it is.Razors will pain you,Rivers are damp.Acids will stain you,And drugs cause cramps.Guns ain't lawful,Nooses will give;Gas smells awful,So you might as well live.Was I nuts or what! LOL