I got back to New York this morning and I’m so happy.
There is no where else I would rather be on New Years.
everyone else have a happy new year and try to stay out of trouble.
I don’t know if hve a happy new years means like, have a happy yer next year, or have one good drunken night and a mediocre year. but whatever it is, just have one.
i feel awful.
because everyone i know, or have ever known in my life calls me, texts me, or emails me on my birthday… and I rarely remember to call anyone on their birthdays.
either I am a really awful friend, or it’s just extremely convenient that my birthday is on the same day as Jesus’… and since people cant call Jesus really, they call me.
Is that a legitamate excuse?
I don’t know.
happy birthday to me.
i woke up late, and ate lots of un-kosher food. well… not a lot of types of unkosher food, just a lot of one thing that is really un-kosher… and that’s bacon. I ate like, 10 pieces of bacon. it’s weird. my mom knows that I do pon but she doesn’t know that I eat bacon. I don’t even eat it that often, only on days off… which are very few and far between.
i have a new respect for Justin Timberlake after seeing that "dick in the box" song. Do you know what I’m talking about? It’s the song he did on Saturday Night Live. It’s so funny. I always wanted to have sex with him. I didn’t have much respect for him, but I did want to fuck him. Now I don’t think I really think I want to fuck him anymore, but I’d like to hang out with him…. and maybe me and him could make a dick in the box video of our own one day. that would rule. (unfortunately, they took all the "dick in a box" videos off You Tube so i can’t link you to it to watch it if you haven’t seen it before.)
that porn video with screech in it really sucks. it’s the most staged sex tape i’ve ever seen, and it’s really not hot. I always liked screech, and I always pushed for him and Lisa to do it one day in the old Saved By The Bell episodes. Now I think he’s a retard, and I’m glad he was a dork in the fake high-school that he went to.
that’s all i have to say for now.
It’s my newewst masterpiece!
So a while ago I was dating this guy. I liked to call him my boyfriend, although I don’t know if he ever really called me his girlfriend. Actually, come to think of it, the only time he ever did was when he introduced me to his attractive friend, which is one of the times I really didn’t want him to. The relationship was really just one long extended booty call that went way past its expiration date.
When we officially "broke up" I was upset, but only for about like… a day or two. then we hooked up the next week, and then we hated eachother for a month after that and then we just like, became friends.
I don’t know why I just explained all that to you.
In any case, I had a friend who was in New York. She called me and told me she was in new york, I told her I wasnt in New York. I told her I would be there for New Years but she said she would be gone by then. She seemed kinda bummed, and didn’t have anyone to hang out with. I was like, well, I can give my friend your number.
So I called my ex boyfriend who really isn’t much of an ex boyfriend at all and told him I had a friend in town and she had no one to hang out with. He was like… OK, and then it was kind of awkward. I was like, you can have sex with her if you want, and then he was like… yeah…. I wanted to ask you that but didn’t know how. I told him that he could have sex with her as long as he took her out somewhere nice before they had sex. He was like, OK… no problem.
So then he called me later and told me they had sex like 10 times over the course of 3 hours and how it was so good and this and that. I have had sex with her too in the past, so I was able to relate with how much fun she was.
He was thankful I hooked them up. I said it was his christmas present.
I think that I fancy myself as an ex-girlfriend from heaven. Everyone should dream to have an ex-girlfriend like me one day.