This apartment thing has me incredibly stressed out.
I misread the contract and saw that if I don't get the grantor in soon, I'll lose all of my money.
All one thousand one hundred and fifty.
The funny thing is, at this point I really don't care...well obviously I do, otherwise I wouldn't be so stressed out, but I just wish my mom would have listened to reason, well my reasoning.
I'll give them a call tomorrow. I'm just freaking out about all of this. It's pretty much the same situation I was in when I left my laptop cord at home.
Ugh. They called me in the middle of Krishna Lunch and I freaked out.
Just thinking about it makes me all emotionally congested and now I just pray to god things get done a lot quicker. I wish they would have done priority mail. It takes four days for the mail to come in.
On top of that stress. I need to deny the application of two people seeking me out. I need to find a job in west palm beach. I need to find some stability in my life. I need to find a new bike tire because my other one exploded...who knows how.
I've been so crummy feeling..... I just want some change.
I need new friends.
I know I keep saying that but I really want it to happen.
I keep doing something wrong.
What am I doing wrong that I can't find these people?
Was I born to just be isolated?
If so, then what is this mental craving to meet new people and interact with them?
Not even new people. Just have more closer friends?
I feel that everything I say comes back to having a boyfriend.
Or girlfriend.
At this point I don't care.
I'd want a butch one though. Like that transgender in my feelings class. He's pretty hot. I knew he was a she, but was still attracted to him.
Or that one that was on the television for millionaire's club. She was pretty hot also.
I don't care.
They don't even have to be romantically involved. I just someone to do things with.
Sometimes I feel myself go and think about taking advantage of some people, like this kid who I hooked up with my freshman year. I dumped him and remained friends with him. He's crazy about me still.
It's not that he's a bad person. It's not that he doesn't have a good personality. It's not that he's not attractive. We just don't click.
He hugged me and spun me around. I didn't want to be dipped so I wrapped his legs around him. I think it got him a little swooned. He then kissed me. He's kissed me before. I just ignored it. Why make it a big deal? It was a peck on the cheek. But that's how I know he's crazy about me.
There are a few people i could name actually that are pretty crazy over me.
Him
some guy in the other city I went to
some guy back home
some guy who already graduated...
well that's only a few.
Probably a few more. Whatever.
Does it matter? No. I need to be focusing on my studies instead of just moping...but today just sucked so I had to emo it out.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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