I miss him, though.

I’ve often thought about how awesome it would be to have oceanfront property. My good friend lives in St. Augustine and I went for a visit right before Christmas last year. They were within a few feet from the ocean and I must say it was truly stunning. I’ve only been to the ocean probably a handful of times in my life, and every time I go I really am amazed and I don’t know why that is. Maybe I’m just easily fascinated.

My friend was trying to talk me into moving there for a while, and as cool as I think it would be to live in Florida, I don’t like the idea of seeing the ocean being an every day thing. It would take away from the awe.

2.5 more hours to go

If I lived in the city, New York movers would be crucial if I were going to move. Heck, I think they may be crucial if I ever decide to move again. Which I won’t, I hate moving and I love my house so that settles that.

I just can’t wait for this day to be over and I really hate that, I hate wishing my days away because I’m stuck doing something I don’t want to do. Life would be better if I could just find joy in what I’m doing regardless of what it is, or whether I have to or not.

I’ve been eating like a pig lately, last night we ordered pizza hut and today I had a massive lunch from Chilis. The burger was big but it wasn’t really even good. Definitely wasn’t worth my nine dollars and five cents.

Not pregnant

I was just looking at a chemise thinking that I might get one, but then I realized I was lacking a bunch of plastic surgery and wouldn’t look half as good in one as the girls on the web site. Oh well, really no need to pay for something that’s just meant to get taken off anyway.

I really want some chocolate, but I don’t have any. I really must be menstrual because I don’t normally care much for chocolate and it would explain this wretched mood I’ve been in all day and can’t seem to get out of. It’s like I’m agitated by everything… like the fact that my boyfriend isn’t texting me enough today. OMG! It’s the end of the world, Shawn’s only texted me once today… WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM?

Ugh.

Are you serious?

My ex roommate is apparently telling everyone I’m a raging alcoholic and this is why she moved out of my house, when in fact, she got KICKED out of my house because she thought she could live there for free. I ended up putting up with her bullshit for entirely too long and before I knew it, I didn’t have the slightest clue who Amanda even was anymore. Guess I better get to alcohol rehab.

We grew up across the street from each other but didn’t become good friends until I was a freshmen in high school. We were the shit dude, got along so great and always had a really awesome time together doing absolutely nothing.

We even got along when we were living together which is a surprise because in my experience with roommates actually living with them is hard on it’s own. She just decided not to pay me, made excuses that she was supporting her girlfriend (who is a manager at FOSSIL for crying out loud!) and would the turn around and tell her girlfriend that I was over charging for rent.

Oh well, guess that’s part of growing up… finding out who your friends are.