and if your hopes should pass away, simply pretend that you can build them again.
Still in a downer rut. I hate shit like this. It's just my period hormones fucking with me, I know it. Ick. Anyway. It is finally Friday (ok, well, technically Saturday morning). I am happy to have two days off. I am hungry. I am too lazy to go to Taco Hell and too lazy to actually look in the fridge also, so I guess I'll just starve. Does it matter when I'm going to bed in a few minutes anyway?
Today, I cut a guy off on the freeway and then we chased each other all the way up to my exit. It was cool. At first I thought he was angry, but then we were flirting while driving. I felt a real connection with him, you know. Like our car-language was right on, chemistry wise. He was in a Dodge Avenger with a sun roof, me with my little new cavalier. It was a match made in car heaven - sporty and practical. Our cars could have had babies. *laughs*
Confession of the Day
Today, the 15 year old guy that I've been chatting with at an anime website got a girlfriend. I was strangely jealous. I don't know why. I've never met this guy. He's 15 for chris' sake! I feel absolutely ridiculous and insane - but still jealous.
So now that I've made myself out to look like a pedophile, I should go. Note to those who don't know me--I would never lay a finger on a boy underage--not now that I am no longer underage myself, and am 24. *sighs*
I hope this weekend cheers me up. I've been down for 3 days and I hate it. I like being ambivalent or happy most of the time. Not blue.