Monday, January 30, 2006

So, I found myself in a bit of insomnia last night, which begs the question, "why the fuck didn't I update this then?" I don't know, maybe the fact that I still had tons of booze in me, plus it was a shitty night, I didn't really want to post because that has gotten me in trouble in the past. On the other hand, when have I really cared what people thought? Although I did have a bit of an epiphany. I wondered why I never really wanted to get in back in touch with girls that I had either a relationship/dated. I realized it was because things always seemed to go bad, and if they didn't go bad, I never really had much of an interest in keeping in touch with that person. Sure at first it wasn't bad, but then the weeks go by and you don't talk, and you realize that you actually are a happier person because you don't continue to have that drama. For example, one of the first serious relationships I was in ended horribly. It was doomed from the beginning because it was a long distance relationship, but that was the furthest thing from my mind at the time. Anyways, I finally got over it, and it didn't bother me. Two years (or so) later, out of the blue I get an email from this slut/whore/bitch (insert appropriate adjective) telling me that she's found her new "true love", and that's she's married, knocked up, etc...so this begs the question, why the fuck do girls do that? It seems as if there's nothing but serious drama surrounding females, and there's really no way to get around it because I love girls to death, but for fuck's sake, can't anything just go normally and not get filled with bullshit? It's like kicking someone when they're down when an ex decides to interfere themselves with your life again. Now don't get me wrong, if things were mutual, and the breakup went fine, that's a completely different story, I'm talking about the fucking train wrecks that I've been involved in. Alright, enough of the ranting, but here's a piece of interesting trivia to ponder over...The last three girls I've seen, and that have gone off and dated other people, all dated someone that was 30 or damn near close...What...the...fuck...???As a good friend once told me, "the one thing you can look forward to in life is that every year you grow older, you're one more year closer to death."

Monday, January 09, 2006

So when I last left you, finals were coming to an end. I sit here now, trashed, and getting ready to go to class in the morning for the beginning of a new semester. Wow, what a way to ring in the new year huh? Anyways...I'm off probation, so no more bullshit pressure when it comes to academics, I can't fucking tell you how happy this makes me...I have a new love interest, but I'm not sure how to approach this one without fucking it up, but I'll keep everyone appraised of the situation, should it actually go anywhere...And as seeing how exes like reading this, I'm sure they'll be really happy at this...or not, whatever they're exes, that's the whole point right? Not like I'm trying to rip on them, they really are great girls, it's just that things went south, and lately (well for the last 3 years) that's what tends to happen with me. And it's not a nice breakup either, it usually ends in a fucking trainwreck, leaving me in the dark wondering "what the fuck just happened?" I don't know, my female problems are just waaaaaaaay to complicated to begin to even explain here, but I will say this...For any girl that knows me, chances are she'll say, "He's a real prick and an asshole, but when you really get to know him, he's a softy." But honestly, what guy wants that all spread around? Might just ruin my reputation, and yes, for all you naysayers, I do have a rep, and I can fucking give you the phone numbers and the people to talk you if there is any doubt! Wow...that was egotistical, but what is a man without his ego? Gotta have something in this world to get you through...My b-day was pretty awesome...A good friend from school came up, and we celebrated it with alcohol and titty bars, which might I remind you, can be a good and bad thing. Good because you get to see naked women doing things a normal girl wouldn't, bad in the sense that it reminds you of all the sex you're not getting. But hey, for making yourself feel better after a shitty day, they're worth it. Anyways, enough of my rambling, it's time to get in bed and get ready for my one class tomorrow, then a nap all day!! Hasta la vista bitches...