omg i did a profile on yahoo and match and i went through the list of potential dates and almost hurled in my mouth. woah. i feel bad for myself. i must meet men the normal way and not via the internet. at least i can scan for cute faces and not have to look at the not-so-cute ones at the bars. on websites, i have to look at the pic for a good 2 seconds before I can move on to the next horrid headline and profile. ugh. i am depressed. maybe it is meant to be with me and the coworker. i'm gettin married!!!

this is what a classmate said to me today:
omg what have you done to yourself. youve expanded. did you eat a lot during vacation?

okay. does she want to die? wtf. who the fuck says that to another person. mind you, she's from thailand so i give her some leeway, but what the fuck?

i dont like see zero comments. so what my friends are sayin about the current guy reminds me of what they said about breakdancin dude. however, i am the one supplyin the negative information so maybe i should stop being so pessimistic. hmm....... but then how would we have fun?

so i have given into the power of the pot. i believe my biology craves the potheads. it's like i have a sour tooth and salty tooth while most people have a sweet tooth. well i like potheads. anyway i wont fight it anymore because the more i fight it the less i will be happy. like a moth to a flame, i am attracted to cute boys who like to smoke up.

additionally, i will stop thinking mean thoughts about the guys i like as a means to get over them. i mean, i'm goin to fall hard and i am goin to play with them so i might as well take advantage of it while it lasts. who knows what tomorrow will bring right? i will enjoy thinking about toolbag until i meet the next cutie. okay? okay.

according to some sources, the co-worker is really hot and i am "screwed" because i have a severe addiction to cute boys. i am tryin to get over my crack, but it is hard. maybe i should go to rehab. a rehab for cute boy addiction. i think they call that the nunnery.

i just read a medical article and they used the term "fortnight." who the hell still uses that word? fuckers.