Just a wee hello
Nov. 6th, 2007 11:08 amSo despite the fact that I can't actively check my journal, or my f-list (I just have to go look at each journal individually) and for whatever reason, I am no longer receiving email notifications for replies to any comments I leave (vair annoying when I often forget to check for a reply), well, I can still update this thing, when I remember to.
Not that there's much to say. I'm kinda depressed about moving again, and also slightly stressed about finding another place. Ah well.
I know I mentioned there was this new boy, Aaron, who, y'know, there were things and all, but I've decided that it's not actually working out. I just have to tell HIM that. But yeah, it's not. I can't bring myself to get interested in developing things... I haven't got laid since that rather unsatisfying one night stand in June. And I haven't WANTED to get laid.
And well...
We went and saw Resident Evil: Extinction the other week, which I loved, but there was this one little thing that just made me go "ooooh" 'cause I was NOT expecting it. And so the boy rubs my leg and whispers all tenderly, "Are you alright, babe?" That just... plust the fact he felt taking me to see Superbad was the "wrong" kind of movie to take a girl to and... it's like he makes me out to be some sort of delicate, innocent, precious flower.
I may be a girl, but I don't want to be treated like a girl... put on a pedestal and worshipped. No. I don't like that at all. So piss on that.
Anyway, hope you're all doing well, since I haven't been around to chat let alone remember to check each and every journal every time I'm on here. See ya 'round, darlings.
Fin.
Not that there's much to say. I'm kinda depressed about moving again, and also slightly stressed about finding another place. Ah well.
I know I mentioned there was this new boy, Aaron, who, y'know, there were things and all, but I've decided that it's not actually working out. I just have to tell HIM that. But yeah, it's not. I can't bring myself to get interested in developing things... I haven't got laid since that rather unsatisfying one night stand in June. And I haven't WANTED to get laid.
And well...
We went and saw Resident Evil: Extinction the other week, which I loved, but there was this one little thing that just made me go "ooooh" 'cause I was NOT expecting it. And so the boy rubs my leg and whispers all tenderly, "Are you alright, babe?" That just... plust the fact he felt taking me to see Superbad was the "wrong" kind of movie to take a girl to and... it's like he makes me out to be some sort of delicate, innocent, precious flower.
I may be a girl, but I don't want to be treated like a girl... put on a pedestal and worshipped. No. I don't like that at all. So piss on that.
Anyway, hope you're all doing well, since I haven't been around to chat let alone remember to check each and every journal every time I'm on here. See ya 'round, darlings.
Fin.