So I'm sitting around, not knowing what to do, trying to complete an essay... And just look what's happened! I'm writing my blog. WHY?! Stupid essay. It's about methyl mercury in fish. Honestly, I don't know why the hell I chose such a subject in the first place... But the pizza was good.
I'm doing the worst thing desperate girls tend to do: I'm doing whatever my Rice Crispies tell me to. I don't even have Rice Crispies, I'm just so booored....
But yes, I am desperate. And I'm stupid. It's a fact that if a guy flatters you enough and smells really good then you fall for him even if it's totally obvious that he's playing you. Guess who is being played. Bingo. And on top of that S actually had the balls to go to L and flirt with her! Of course she told me right away (such a sweetheart!) and now I hate S even more, but his smell is just, like, infatuating. Jeez I'm starting to sound like that dude from Twilight... Never mind. Hell yes I'm done for. Totally. Inexplicably. Worst thing is I can hear my conscience pinching me at the back of my head saying "Now, now, what about D? Didn't you say just yesterday that you really really liked him? You know you can't let him down now...." Which of course makes me feel even worse than before. D is such a good guy. He's honest, kind, charismatic but cute, he's the kind of guy you could tell everything. S on the other hand is nice, looks good enough for me to be able to show my face around him without being a total moron, smells good, and - worst of all - he totally turns me on at times. It's that stupid aftershave he uses... I'm gonna break into his house one fine day and destroy every single bottle of that fucking aftershave that drives me nuts. And yes I'm absolutely not happy about being turned on by a guy who flirts with every girl that is willing to talk to him. Seriously, how can guys just think about sex, sex, sex all the time? Okay, I do too... Sometimes. I told LinLin (forgot to mention her; BF who moved away) about it, and she told me he's a total asshole, and I know that, but... ah never mind, never mind.
I gotta finish that essay! I really really gotta finish it. And I'm still here. What am I doing here in the first place... Whatever. xoxo, pxy
Sooooo did you ever hook up with S? hahha. And about the breaking into his house stuff, I got your back. I'll even come with if we stop by his room and draw on his face =D
ReplyDeleteDont beat yourself up. At least theres only two boys.