The best thing I can think to do right now...

... is leave it alone.


I feel like I post when I'm drunk kind of often. Whatever.

I changed the headlights in my car today. I feel like, ultra super lesbian. Besides the fact that I cut my thumb under the nail. That shit just hurts.

It's... raining? I don't fucking know.

My thumb hurts like shit. Did you know 'this' has the same letters as 'shit'? Crazy right?

My sleep schedule has been fucked beyond belief the last few days. GOOD THING TRIVIA IS THIS WEEKEND TO FIX THAT.

I'm not sure if my feelings are changing or I'm really diggin' my friend Sammy (the one I mentioned last time). I can't be sure it's real because I don't know how my feelings are towards other people. Those feelings, blog, seem to be getting better. But I'm not sure. I'm still a sap. And if we're 100% honest with ourselves, there's still a physical attraction. What? Sometimes blondes are fucking hot, alright? Calm yourself. Emotions have nothin' to do with fuckin'. Usually. WHAT? Don't look at me like that. <______<. NO JUDGING.

Then again, sometimes Cubans are hot. Or CauCubans, as I call her, because she looks white. Shocking, I know, I am attracted to a light skinned girl. Stop the presses.

This is frustrating. I just want it to make sense.

I hate school.
I hate work.
I'm getting the itch to play Skyrim again.
Drinking makes my problems go away. And that's fucking TERRIFYING.

I miss you, uh, blog. I wish I could whine to a real person and not a computer screen. Oh well. Such is life. I need to go figure out if I'm going to drink til 6am or try to sleep.

[boo-zzzzzzzzzzzz]