My oh my time has passed by since I've last "blogged" about anything. Am i getting that old? I guess so. Well anyway, I don't know what drew me to create another blog account, I was perfectly fine with my xanga that I haven't touched in over 5 years. Feels like I'm a virgin all over again...ha with blogging that is. Well I really doubt anyone is going to read this, why would you (or they)? I wouldn't waste my time but I guess I can't say that since I'm the one typing all this. I have no idea what to talk about anymore, I lost my groove with the whole writing in a journal, you could say it's cause I'd rather much just talk to someone directly.
People are funny. They really are. One day you think they are your best friend(s) and the next you find out that's not the case. That was one of my first lessons of 2010, though I'm not a bit suprised at how things went down...I mean it's not like it was this person's first time screwing things up with everyone around. But for me personally, it was my last straw and quite frankly I'm done with having faith and hope that change will come. Lesson learned.
Feelings are a strange thing though aren't they? I spent last night and a good portion of the morning digging deep in hopes that I would find answers but I wasn't able to come up with anything. I'm usually good at aiding others and saying the right things to eleviate pain, but last night I felt like I failed her. I'm sorry that I wasn't able to heal your emotional wounds...but I promise I'll have the right medical kit with bandages next time. Just know that I'm here for you and you have nothing to fear.
I had a nice conversation with my gay friend today, the number one "Gaysian" or the "Gaysian beauty" (sorry I dont mean to offend anyone by saying the term "gay.") Look out for him he's gonna blow you away, literally. Anyhow, it was a nice convo nonetheless I learned a lot of things about him and heard some familiar things, such as how he was discriminated on when he was in highschool and that prevented him from coming out, and being himself. That's awful. Let's stop the hate people. But it just reminded me of how I used to be teased for not being able to speak english properly. Look at me now, you wouldn't be able to tell at all (that is if it were not for my lisp, is that how you spell it?) Peter picked a pack of pickled peppers.
Lastly, my girlfriend has a huge dick, yes I said it, abnormally big, "muchos grande," the boss of all dicks, the burger king of penises. I'm very lucky and I know you're jealous. The only thing that towers over her gi-normous dick is (aside from my own :p) is my love for her.
Kinh
