Do you ever look back on your mistakes and become astounded by how ridiculous you were being? That was me today. I actually did what I set out to do, so I'm going to give myself a great big Bravo. However, I also took around seven hours to actually get around to doing the infernal thing, but of course that was only a small part of what I really have to do. Technically, I haven't really started any essays or what not. I had to go on facebook and then surf youtube the rest of the time. You know, all those other obligations. To be fair, I've been nerding out and watching as many pirated episodes of Justice League and Teen Titans and Young Justice and any movies that feature gay romance. You know, all the things that will indicate I will be FOREVER ALONE. For that I'm giving myself a slow, sarcastic clap to accompany that Bravo. And what am I working so diligently on? My graduate school application. Yep, I'm a born winner. Oh, but fear not, because I still have to study for a few quizzes and prepare a presentation by next week. So, in hindsight, I definitely swore that I would never do this to myself again this year. I'm probably going to just go ahead and give myself a slow sarcastic clap for that endeavor as well just in case.
In other news, I've finally decided that I'll try and do something with Red. Just casually send him a text and see if he'll bite. I think I'm probably going to regret it. I mean, he did randomly try and hook up with me all sleazy like and therefore leave a lingering distaste for him in my head, but I'm young and kinda horny and he seems like a nice guy maybe??? There was that one time he texted me to fool around in a restroom too. And really all that stuff turns me off. If he just asked me out on a date, no matter how awful he was, I'd be more inclined at least. I'm just not that kind of guy...I don't know, but I keep on thinking about him and stalking his facebook. I just can't get him out of my head. I just want him to do stuff to me. The thing is, I'm sure he's not really right for me but there might be a chance he is. Maybe? I need to get out more...and go to bed. I'm sick of this. All of this.
-C.C.
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