Bitch10

Hoorya for Spring, welcome back Hay Fever. The Birch trees outside my window are blooming, and it just fucking figures that my window doesn't shut all the way.
I woke up this morning, I could barely open my goddamn eyes, my throat was burning and I itched everywhere!!! I was so tired, until I took two decongestants and 2 benadryls. There is no inbetween with pills, I feel like I am tweaking and I am stoned at the same goddamn time. I want to sleep, but I can't, I'm too hyper. I want to run around and do something but I can't because I am too tired. Everything feels like I am moving in slow motion. Bleah. I hate it when my allergies kick in. My dog is sitting next to me watching me type...he's not helping my watery eyes any, but I dont have the heart to kick him off the couch. Every time I am about to, he looks at me with those goddamn big brown eyes and twitches his adorable black nose. Goddamn, I wish I could perfect that look.
It's hard to say no to someone who looks so precious, innocent, and naive.
Damn him. He always gets his way.
I'm not speaking to Don again. He promised me up and down that he would never talk shit about me again...and he did. He's flipping out because he thinks I dont want to see him anymore ( I did at the time, but his mouth changed all that ), that I picked Mike over him ( wait until I tell everyone my decision...woo big shock ), and umm, he thinks I hate him. I don't, but if he keeps going, he's going to get what he's asking for.
I met some guy at the College who looks EXACTLY like Greg, I was about to jump on his back and claw his eyes out until I realized, it wasn't Greg, Greg doesn't smoke, Greg doesn't dress like that, and Oh, some hair was out of place, Greg would NEVER let that happen. I ended up talking to this guy for a long time...he's hella cool, he plays hacky sack with my little College clique now.
It's like he's Greg's GOOD twin. *rolling eyes* I only liked Greg because he was hot, had a car, and a good job. He was a material lay. He had a shitty personality. He should take some lessons from the guy at the college. Maybe THEN he'll be worth someone's time again.
Not mine though. Greg tried to get invited to a party I was going to, I had a little chat with the host, and Greg got straight denied. Ha little bitch boy...just TRY cozying up to MY friends. See what happens. Cheating lying motherfuckin PRICK! Bah. I just want to knock his teeth out the back of his thick neck. I really really do. No one gets away with sleeping around on me...NO ONE!
I didn't get the job either, I got a letter of rejection. Fuckin figures. This week just keeps getting worse.
I should call my homie TK, all he wants to do is just chill, get loaded, and talk about stupid shit. That's what I call a good time. He's not crawling all over me, telling me how pretty I am...he just gives me booze, and we talk about everything and anything. He's kick ass. He's the only fine ass guy I know who has no interest in sucking my lips off my face. It's chill like that. He came by last night, but I was asleep due to this goddamn Hay Fever I got. I konked out on the MAX around 3pm...I never fall asleep during peak guy hunting hours. I bet I was snoring too, with my luck. I came home, ate, and went to bed. I forgot to call Mike, so I bet he's pissed as hell right now.
OoOoOoO food is done gotta go.
*MUAH*
**Lizzles**