A_Wanderer
ONE love, blood, life
Safer than alcohol.*clips round the ear*
Well then I hope you've learnt and don't take any more!! Do you know the sort of crap that they put into that stuff?
Mum moment over
Safer than alcohol.*clips round the ear*
Well then I hope you've learnt and don't take any more!! Do you know the sort of crap that they put into that stuff?
Mum moment over
Safer than alcohol.
First years are hilarious.Came home quite grumpy Saturday night. There's this girl. To put it incredibly euphemistically, I had a perfectly square sandwhich, until one of my mates came along and cut it into little pieces.
I've never been great mates with this kid, for numerous reasons, but this was just the straw that severed the camel's spinal cord. I made friends with her at uni first, I was basically the only person she knew. I introduced her at the pub crawl, and then all of a sudden he takes it upon himself to jump the queue, and they hooked up the other night. Now I feel I've got a right to be angry. Maybe I didn't have a shot, probably not, who knows. But that's still pretty shit bloke.
In totally unrelated news, I also wanted to come in and say that I am now certain of what my problem is with girls. I get stuck in the friend zone, like immediately, with pretty much any and every girl I meet. I know the problem now, I just want to know the bloody solution. So, chime in if you like.
I've eaten like a pig today, my body must detest me after such abuse-by-carbs. Sigh.
I took some e's on saturday ( to no effect ) and spent all day Sunday feeling dog rough.
I have certain FB and Myspace friends who I have no idea where I know them from I can't remember if they are forum friends, college friends, childhood friends, or what..
Safer than alcohol.
and equally as necessary towards being able to have a good time.
i was being sarcastic
well, not sarcastic.
i was saying if you've got more of a personality than your average cardboard box, you don't need to be on something to enjoy yourself.
And I think you've never been out in your life.
21 years locked in my bedroom
You're pristine Still in your original wrapper, worth more that way.
yeah, when i first met you i thought "now there's a sheltered person". and miserably unhappy, what with being sober 24/7. wait...21 years locked in my bedroom
yeah, when i first met you i thought "now there's a sheltered person". and miserably unhappy, what with being sober 24/7. wait...
ripe for corruption, can be moulded to suit your every whim
I read that as "abuse by crabs".
I dont even want to know what I meant by that.
ripe for corruption, can be moulded to suit your every whim
ha, you beat me to it!you're so one month ago cin.
you're so one month ago cin.
ripe for corruption, can be moulded to suit your every whim
heh!! Are you iSpying?
incidentally, isn't that what marriage is anyway?
maybe. are you?
Safer than alcohol.
First years are hilarious.
He isn't the bad guy in this scenario, he's far more honest than you are, he saw someone he fancied and took the initiative, and they had some fun.
That mix of self-entitlement (I had dibs), and self-hatred (I probably didn't have a shot) is just ugly. Sure being a self-pitying teenager is easy, but it is so destructive, getting wrapped up in the idea that you are the nicest guy who's constantly being undercut by bastards is a fiction. It stops you doing anything about your shyness and apparent inability to be forward with girls when you need to be (missing the moment and making an overly thought out and downright creepy declaration of longing is not a good thing).
If you want to get out of the friend zone earn some self-respect and be more open, a suit can't hurt either.
I'm accepted at a business school in Paris and although I like Paris, I'm not really happy about it...
I'm jealous, very, very jealous See you there this summer...?