There was a time.
That you were mine.
It was divine.
And now it’s redefined.
So I sit and whine
About how I mind
That you don’t find
Me one of a kind.
Unsatisfied, I pine
For you to cross the line.
And give me a sign.
That it’s going to be fine.
Because we’re running out of time.
Words that rhyme.
No Comments »
What the hell does that mean? I mean, who says things like that?
— Interesting that the word copious is what caught your eye about me.
— Sarcasm fails on shitty days like the one I’m having today. Your blunt remarks actually hurt like the tips of daggers.
— 2 midterms Friday, gotta bring my A game if I want to move away from this place.
— I am craving bodily contact. If I was single, I’d be trying to snuggle right now.
“Hey Monty, I have to tell you something important”
“You’re pregnant.”
“What the hell, we’re in lab class! No!”
“What? Abortion?!”
MZ/JF: “CLOTHES HANGER??”
Ohshittt. Trolling.
Nice people.
Sometimes I think in my head, why the fuck are you single? (in regards to someone I know, not about me. Haha)
I guess I just don’t know them well enough yet.
Teehee!
What a nice 6 hour work day. Singing all day. Jokes all around.
How many dead rats fit in-to a freeeeeeeeezer.
Your rat’s so fat he can’t even walk around in the cage. He just sits underneath the food area and waits.
Your rat’s so fat, he can’t be run in experiments. He has to be waddled.
And Snowball was his name-o!
Oh you big ol’ piece of blubber. You soo chubby. You soooo chubby, you gunna die!
Come here and look at his liver! - I’d rather see his heart. Ohhhh cool.
Why are you so morbid. I thought you called me over to look at something cool and you’re holding a rat’s head in your hand that’s pussing everywhere.
Walking to a room with 4 Nerf guns at you because they thought you were the enemy.
That’s how I dance in the club. I mean, it’s dark so people don’t see. *raise the roof*
I want to hang them up in my windows. Like stained glass things only with body parts!
We could probably sell this on the black market…to people who, you know, have dead people fetishes or something.
1) I was upset that we haven’t talked much lately nor did we get to hang out on my free day. So I drove over to your house and found out you had some kind of severe sickness and suffered rashes all over the your body so we laid in bed while I rubbed calamine lotion all over you. And then you confessed that you haven’t talked to me lately because you went to a conference somewhere and didn’t tell me. Apparently this was very upsetting so I stormed out and as I was getting into my car, you dragged a puppy out by a leash and picked him up and gave him to me as a “forgive me” gift. I took the puppy home and was still pissed.
2) I went to work at my lab but it was in a hospital setting. My co-workers didn’t hear me coming so they were talking about who they should keep at work (me or this other girl H) because they needed to let go someone due to budget cuts. They said she put more work into the lab and was better at keeping track of orders and placing them. They said I was slow and had to be taught procedures and they didn’t have time to teach me things. She was also good at remembering passwords?
Stress slips into dreams.
defining love #6
Food. Mutual cravings? Mutual gratification. Wait to enjoy it with them.
If you want donuts and I could technically buy them right now and eat them myself, I’m not going to because of course I’m going to wait to get them with you. Because eating with the one you love makes it so much more delicious.
I hate hospitals. I specifically hate their bills and their inability to get shit straight. And i’m just in an overall bad mood tonight. It might be lack of sleep. I hit bed a bit before 11, but I toss and turn until 1. I resist my iPhone but I wonder what I’m stressing out over. I have to go in to the fucking financial department tomorrow and talk to the stupid people about how they fucked up my mom’s billing shit.
I need someone to talk to about the things that happen in my day. Like how my group was the only group in class to fuck up the entire experiment so we have nothing to write about in our lab report so our data is basically inconclusive and hard to explain. And how I killed my rat today and I was really sad because he was one of the guys I did surgery on and I had to euthanize him and basically kill him when his heart was still beating (but he felt no pain). Not to mention, he was so warm when I decapitated him. In addition to that, I’d say how the most distressing sentence I heard today was “He only meets you 25% of the way.” and how the highlight of my day was a plate of delicious rice and the fact that waitress forgot to ring up my drink on the final tally. Also, I want to say how I’ve been practicing flares secretly at the gym with minimal success rate (it’s only been a couple of times!), not because I want to impress Kevin but because I hate the fact that he thinks I don’t try shit. Or the fact that I hate that he doesn’t tell me about his day or what he learns or does because he’s just so fucking independent so in return, I don’t feel like sharing things about my day. And it’s sad because he’s probably the only one I most want to know about the things I do and that I care about most. I’d talk about how my gay close friend talks a lot and I’m jealous because the teacher that I’m going to ask for a letter of rec likes him more than me (I can just tell). But I like hanging with him because he talks a lot and just meanders on about shit like I wish I could with more people. I would move on to express my jealousy over a girl that shall be unnamed (only one person knows who I’m talking about) and tick off the reasons why I am supremely insecure around her (or even when she comes up) if I didn’t sound like a complete whiny bitch right now. I also just think about how perfect she’d be for him but I get a bit nauseated inside whether it be at myself or at the fact that I’d think that because it just reveals how weak I am. I could confess that the reason I feel all these things is because I’m due for my period next week and my skin’s in horrible shape and the reason is because I just started birth control and it takes several months for it to work and you usually get an initial breakout before it gets better. So maybe I’m a bit unstable and I’ll probably be quiet so I don’t say something I don’t mean so it’ll probably end up with me hoping the other person carries on the conversation if I find someone to talk to because I don’t want to scare them off with what I want, would, shouldn’t say. I’m just doomed for this next week.
Major tears, mini rant. TGIF tomorrow.
why do you feel the need to say that everytime? it’s as if you’re reasserting that you don’t listen to korean music anymore. i already know.
i find myself listless sometimes. there’s this sense of unfulfillment that i felt in myself when i was sitting outside on the dock, looking out to the water and just wondering how the hell i ended up here with unfullfilling things all around me. my friendships. they should be but they’re not. i’m not saying i’m not happy with the people around me. well maybe i am [not happy] with the exception of one. but even she and i run dry of conversation. and our laughter isn’t the same on the phone as it is in person so in a sense, there’s no one. and i am purposely avoiding the topic of my relationship because i don’t even want to touch that in the state that i’m in right now. my family, but they don’t even listen to the little things that make me happy anymore, only the bigger picture. a job. security. knowing they raised me up to be someone who won’t be homeless when she’s 30. well, i wonder what it’s like to be homeless sometimes. at least i’d be out past 2am and be able to see seattle at night.
it was cold today, and i think i might be getting sick but it was sunny and i was desperate for fresh air. desperate to just walk around and hear the city…not just have the food. so i walked out the water and just sat there for the longest time watching boats go by until my fingers were numb and the sky started to darken. it was relaxing and i really needed to know that i could just be okay being alone. because in a way, i figure i’ll be alone for a while so i should just get use to it.
school’s only been in session for a week but it feels like a month. classes are long and boring and so are the people i meet. although some of them are easy to talk to & fun in a sense to joke with and befriend, but i can’t see any of it going past the quarter.
i didn’t write about new years–
it was at izzy’s this year. just her, daniel, junco, and ally. i would have had less fun without ally there honestly. and the food was delicious (steaks, mashed potatoes, and vegetables) but was extremely delayed and i think there was way too much stress into planning the meal. champagne at midnight on the rooftop was beautiful though, i thhank her for offering her apartment.
