Let's Drink Until We Can't Feel Feelings Anymore!

Some of you seem to be feeling....... a lot of feelings right now. I really don't know what to say to any of you. I'm not really one to give advice, if only because I haven't experienced too much in my 22 years of life. That doesn't mean that I haven't had my own obstacles to overcome. Just this year or so that I've known you all, I'm sure you've noticed SOMETHING. But I still don't really know what any of you are truely going through, just as none of you know what I'm going through. Believe me, I'm going through some shit.

Even when I was younger, I went through a whole lot.... like this one time..... gosh, I haven't thought about this in a while! I was in fifth grade. I really liked this boy. I mean, I really, really liked him. He liked me a lot, too. We were both very athletic (yes, once upon a time). During recess, we would always go for a jog in the field, just us. We would play on the monkey bars, and have lots of fun. You know, we were kids.

Then one day, I was on the monkey bars waiting for him, and when I saw him I gave him this huge cheesy grin. He didn't say, "Hi." The only thing he asked was, "Are you Mexican?" I remember just being so caught off-guard by that question. I asked, "What?" and he asked again if I was Mexican. When he found out that my parents were both from Mexico, he simply said, "Oh, I can't talk to you anymore," and walked away. I was so heartbroken. My stomach did a somersault. I tried my hardest not to cry, and to pretend that I didn't care at all. I went on to play on the monkey bars for the rest of recess. That hurt so much. I can't even remember the kid's name. I won't forget him, though; his blonde hair and blue-green eyes.

So that is one of my many little stories. Maybe (or surely) that experienced fucked me up, and who knows how all the other things I've been through have affected me, but that's just life, right? You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have the facts of life.... hahahahaha. Okay, that made me laugh and blush, but I'll leave it in anyway. As Shirley Manson once said, "...embrace the total geek in yourself and just enjoy it. Life is too short to be cool."

Anyway, you chicks and dudes are all great people. You really are. I'm talking to each and every one of you reading this. I know you, and I like you. It sucks that you guys feel down, one way or another. I feel down, too. Everyone does, though. You just have to push through it. You'll see. It'll work out (if it hasn't already).

Life can sometimes get long and hard, but that doesn't mean you should just give in, bend over, and let it fuck you in the ass.

Very occasionally, if you really pay attention, life doesn't suck.

Here, watch this. It might make you feel better.

FUCKING A!

I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE TELL ME WHAT I'M FEELING! STOP DOING THAT!! I'M ONLY ANGRY BECAUSE YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT I'M ANGRY WHEN I'M NOT!!! >=[


Deep breaths...

And I Just Thought He Was Slow...

I bought this poster today. I've seen the photo before online, and was surprised to find it in poster form. =] Passionate, no? I love it.

So here's a fun little story: I was at the book store today and this guy comes up to me and asks what is written on my shirt. I told him what it said (The female of the species is more deadly than the male) and he kind of laughed, asking "Is that a threat?" I said, "No, just a little knowledge." I proceeded to look at an Audrey Hepburn book, and he kept talking to me. He got a bit annoying, but I was trying to be polite. He quoted Woody Allen, saying something about how he thought I was pretty. He said that he saw a pretty lady and had to come up and say hello. Sensing that I was beginning to get annoyed by him, he said "I hope you have a good day." I said, "I'll try." Then he quoted Yoda, saying something like "You can't try, you can only do." He said it in a yoda voice, too..... it's a book store.....he was loud. Anywho, I didn't say anything after that (I didn't want him to start quoting anyone else).

After he walked away, a couple came up to me and the woman told me that he was a registered sex offender. WTF? She said that she saw him in the newspaper, and that she was going to go up to me and tell me while he was there, but she didn't want to draw any attention or embarrass me. She just wanted me to know for my sake, and in case I had any kids around the store. I ran into the guy again in another aisle. I made sure not to talk to him at all. What a weirdo. So that little incident made me uncomfortable for a while...

Yeah, just thought I'd share.

Have a sexy day.