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Sep. 17th, 2010

So here's the deal.

I actually fucking hate Livejournal.

The only reason I have this damn journal is because I've been reading ONTD for the past year and a half and I want to join and be able to comment. I'M A REAL PERSON, NOT A BOT OR TROLL. ACCEPT ME ALREADY!!! I LOVE ONTD!!!

Aug. 26th, 2010

So my first class starts today.

Chemical Dependency 100.

I'm really not sure what to expect. I had such a shitty experience at university last year. Hopefully community college will be a lot less...overwhelming. I'm really hoping that this time I'll actually make some new friends and *crosses fingers* maybe even a guy.

I'm so tired of being the only single friend. Sometimes I don't know what's worse...having to pretend I'm okay with it, or having some of my friends feel pity for me because of it.

I mean, I'm not one of those idiot teenage girls who needs to have someone there or they might die. I just want companionship. Someone I can talk to whenever and not feel awkward like I'm bothering them. Someone who will willingly listen to me and comfort me in my time of need. Someone who will actually reach out to me and talk to me on their own without me having to prod them and make passive-aggressive jabs at how little they text/call. I feel like I'm stuck in this rut of lonliness, and I keep my shitty friends because I don't have anyone else and it's pretty depressing.

Anyway, I'm off to shower and get dressed and all that. I'll report back with my experience later.

Jul. 24th, 2010

first post.

I had another lj but I lost the password so new journal.

So once again, I deal with the ridiculousness of my family, and now my weekend is fucked.

Last night I went over to my...well I'll be blunt....fuck buddy's friend's house and we hung out and got baked as fuck. I told my mom where I was at, told her I didn't know when I'd be back and hit the bong then passed the fuck out. My friend's dad woke us up around 9 and I LITERALLY have 40 missed calls from my aunt on my phone, along with 5 text messages asking me where I was at. On top of that, my fuck buddy has 10 missed calls on his phone from my aunt; apparently my aunt called verizon and was able to find his name in my contacts and called him. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. THAT'S SOME STALKER SHIT. Apparently they didn't "know where I was at", even after I told them where I was. Then I got bitched out for not answering the phone when they called. They don't exactly understand that when you're asleep, you tend not to hear a vibrating phone on the other side of the room. This isn't the first time I've been bitched out for being asleep.

*sigh* so without explaining what all happened after that, I ended up changing a bunch of the names in my contacts and memorizing some of the numbers. My fuck buddy was majorly creeped out by my batshit aunt calling him so now I'm cockblocked for an indefinite amount of time.

Thank you, family, for being a majority of the reason why I smoke weed on the weekends.

September 2010



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