I love that I can take a couple minutes out of my "work day" to blog a little. There's actually a lot that I need to do that I should be doing, but I think I'm gonna call it a day.
To be honest, the day is just beginning. Being the little social butterfy that I am (I am NOT) I have an event for work that I have to go to tonight. Its put on every Wednesday night in the Historic Eastern Market in Detroit. So again I'll be down there by myself all scared and lonely because I have no Detroit friends. Gotta love it. Whatever. I just hope the people I love knows that I love them. hahah. I may be exagerating quite a bit. I have an event to go to on Saturday night as well at Sweet Georgia Brown in Greektown. I'm really not a partygoer but I guess this is the life, right? At least I'm not sitting at home on XBox? I wish I was, and that's the sad part.
My CB received his gift yesterday in which he lurved! I actually did go out of my way to spend a little bit of cash on him, which is alright because I know how much I love him and how much he loves me. And even if I was just his friend, he needed his gift because I want to make his life easier and better in some way. I spend 300 hours a day on my laptop and its pathetic but I can't imagine anyon being without teh interwebs. Anyway, I'm glad he liked it. It made me feel better knowing that he was happy.
What else do I have going on? My friend from Chicago is coming home this weekend, and it would be pretty sweet if I could hang out with him. I don't think I've seen him in 3 years.
Can I just get this off my chest real quick? Fucking guys are fucking assholes*. I really really really am still pissed about my little situation with a friend (no..aquaintance) and I would love SO much to blurb it all out on here but I don't know who reads this, and this is stuff you would only tell your best girl friend. It definitely involves chinging, being asked to ching his friend who was visiting for the weekend (how sad is that?), asked for a threesome with MY friend, and then being pissed about a lot of other things that were said. I wanted to be realllyy mad about it but I was.uh. happy at the time. And even so I still can't hate the guy! We all say things when we're drunk that we don't mean, right? Wow. Unreal. Yeah I would be okay with never speaking to him again. Unfuckingreal. By the way, I obvioulsly turned down all the offers, FYI. On the bright side, his possible crush walked in and saw me and him sitting by each other on the couch and assumed something was up (which, I promise, wasn't) and he got in a tizzy because she thought it. I walked out to the front porch and laughed in my head. That's what he gets.
I figuring out more and more that I really do have different personalities and it's becoming harder to control them. My head is all over the place and I just can't seem to figure myself out. Actually, I just stopped trying all together. I actually STOPPED thinking about my life. I'm just living now day-to-day only deciding at the moment what I want to do. My biggest problem is that I literally do things JUST so I can say I did them. Which doesn't hold me back from much. I have a problem saying no. I mean, yes, I can say no. But where's the fun in that?? hehe.
Peace.Love.XD.
*Not all guys, but some.
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