So many choices

Wow usually I have to take what I can get in terms of douchey blogs, but not today! There must have been a sale at the Summer's Eve factory, because douches are half off and therefore flooding the market! (this made more sense in my head than when I typed it)
So without a single thought to my own safety, I picked what I feel to be the worst of the worst.

So heres the thing, why does everyone here bring their significant others to school with them.

Never met anyone who has done this but all right.

All the hot guys, well ok, just Brian and Jeremy, but Brian is way hotter than Jeremy, anyways, they both have girlfriends here and I don't like it.

Let's edit for thought, clarity, grammar and content:
All the hot guys, well ok, just Brian and Jeremy, but Brian is way hotter than Jeremy, anyways, they both have girlfriends here and I don't like it.
There you go.

Brian is really nice and just a cool dude. No I do not have an affinity towards Brians, I just think that the people with that name are amazing.

Hey there you go, regular commenter on this blog & all around bro Brian.

So Saturday, I moved in. I was sad. I missed my daddy. I almost killed myself.

I wonder if she's being serious? I know drama queens who would be. I ALMOST KILLED MYSELF TODAY SUPER SERIAL GUYS.
No you fucking didn't shut up.

Yesterday was a lot better. Ryanne came to visit us, and we met people on our floor.

Ryanne. Ryan? Ree-ann? Ri-ahn-ay?

I dunno how I feel about them. I just feel like people are so desperate for friends, I am, that they will gravitate towards anyone that will hang out with them.

k

Oh and the boys across the hall are really hot, I think they both have girlfriends too, WTF!

I thought you said only Brian and... Jeremy (had to go back and look) were hot. Now two other guys are hot? YOU'RE A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT, JESSI11.

Anyways... So there are some people that are really cool, like Brian, and Willy, and Jeremy, and Bree, and Paul is kinda pretty cool too.

ANYWAYS
ANYWAYS
ANYWAYS GUYS
ANYWAYS

Cuz I am attached to my phone and don't know how to live without it.

Oh fuck you. There's always that girl who has her cellphone go off every fucking class and she has to rush out to take it. I always want to put a fucking pencil in her eye. Annoying cunt.

Oh man, ok I really haven't seen that many hot boys here. They're all kinda skinny and geaky.

So there are 2 hot guys, wait no there are 4, no wait not that many. I'd say make up your mind but I really, really don't give a fuck. I should probably be apologizing to anyone I have ever said that to, because compared to how much I don't give a fuck right now, I cared deeply.

Why do I think that. Why am I so judgemental.

Because you're a dumb whore who only cares about one thing: girth. Girth to fill her cavernous twat (and lack of a soul).

I like these people I really do, I just don't really find many of them physicially attractive.

Well good thing "physicial" beauty isn't a requirement for forming a friendship with someone OH WAIT YES IT IS YOU HAVE NO PERSONALITY.

Eventhough I have a full ride, I can't spell worth shit.

:|

i feel like everyones off doing fun things without me, i want to party with people and get hella drunk and make out with boys.

Woe is you.

but it will be good, im gonna be fucking hot and itll be great, but probably not, ill probably look just the same and will have put myself through torture for nothing, welcome to my life.

Whoa, what? Sorry I was counting the bumps on my ceiling. Sure is a lot of texture up there!

Im like super lonely, but i feel like i see people a lot. i dunno, i need a freaking vacation. this weekend kinda sucked, but it shouldnt have, i mean, its not like i did anything, but its not like i didnt do anything, tor came over on saturday night and we hung out, but still i dunno. working constantly is getting to me, yeah im making money and all that jazz, but its draining. and then add on the 4am wakeup twice a week and its just lovely.

Wow my desk is really reflective. I guess glass has that property but I'm just now noticing it.
Ha, ha now here's a post entitled "weekend full of whoa". I seriously doubt she's clever enough to pull a pun like that so it's probably just a casual malapropism (feels good being that much of a grammar nerd, in fact).

So this weekend was absolutely amazing. Probably the best weekend of my life, it probably wasn't but it was my most recent good one,

I know this is hard to believe but I'm actually familiar with hyperbole and understand that when you say "most amazing weekend ever" you're probably not being literal. Actually just kidding you probably do that to reaffirm to yourself that it wasn't, in fact, the best weekend ever because you are, after all, an idiot and anything non-literal is above you.

Ok... So since i work for the lovely goverment it was my holiday on friday so i got the day off which was lovely.

I-- what? Oh I see. Wow, I had to read that a few times.

So to start our date we decided to go eat somewhere yummy. the choices came down to olive garden and applebees.

>yummy
>Olive Garden and Applebee's
Oh hi Jessi11 confirmed for fatty.

we went back to her place and attempted to decide where we were going to drink our vanilla vodka

Attempted to decide? What, you failed at having a thought? Actually no, that's probably exactly what happened. My mistake.

So amber sat outside in little lawn chairs, drinking our drinks and smoking cigarettes, cuz thats how we do, we felt pretty snazzy im not gonna lie.

Yeah real chic.

Needless to say... ryan and i found these magic trick box in his room and we tried to figure it out, eventually we just gave up and made our own magic. whoaa.

Gross.
Now what follows goes something like this: "amazing amazing amazing amazing drinking amazing pot amazing amazing I'm a vapid whore."
Jesus Christ this entry goes on forever. How can you say so much about so fucking little?

I can't believe I'm helping Jenni get laid by Levi, do you see something very very wrong with this, because I do.

Surpris-- wait, aren't you Jenni? Oh no, you're Jessi. Well fantastic. To keep this straight in my head you're Vapid Whore Alpha (VWA) and your friend is Vapid Whore Beta (VWB).
Well, VWA, surprisingly not everyone knows VWB and some yo-yo named Levi.
Wow this blog has a very confusing chronology. So confusing, in fact, I'm going to end this post here.
Smell ya later, losers.

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I wish I had Darkinuyoukai's (Jesus fuck) address, because if I did I would definitely send her some nice Summer's Eve douching products.
While I'm on the note of Darkinuyoukai (Jesus fuck), let's go over that name. Dark is always an awesome opener for any name, up there with XxX or SSJ in my opinion. I call them "openers" because I'm not sure if "title" is appropriate here or not. Then we have inu, or as it's actually written, "犬" it means "dog". Then we have youkai which I do believe is some variety of demon. I don't really know what kind or what their deal is.
So here we are, Darkinuyoukai (Jesus fuck)'s journal.

Insomnia...I've experienced it for quite a while, yet I still can't shake it when I'm supposed to.

If you could "shake" insomnia it wouldn't really be insomnia, now would it?

I know I will sleep, but to get back into the schedule I once was in will take a lot of work.

>sleeping
>work
what

Anyways, I've been itching to go to the bookstore. I want to read another good series, and it'll most likely be horror again.

>good
>horror
>series
>book
pick two.

For one, I've changed my major. There is good reason why I did that too.

Whatever.

Talking more and more to advisiors, I decided that more stress on me wouldn't be the best thing....especially with my migraines.

"Advisiors", huh?

Changing my major to English gives me a lot to work around with.

Well if you want a low stress major welcome to it, holy fuck. It's a lot of douchebaggery and a lot of reading but challenging it is not.

I'll narrow it down a bit more when I'm back on campus. So now, I'm just retaking Anatomy and Japanese, and taking a general education class in poetry.

Ha, ha what a gay schedu-- OH FUCK IT'S LIKE MINE. I didn't willingly take a poetry class, or anything, though. Believe me it was a last resort.

*headdesk* hopefully that won't happen.

>*headdesk*
:|

Wednesday, I have a phone meeting with advising to help me along this semester. Oh joy. I just love to talk on the phone.

OH NO A PHONE CALL HOW STRESSFUL

I couldn't deal with the pain any longer, so i was admitted to the hospital in hopes of breaking the migraine I've had.

Pussy. What are they going to do? Besides waste resources trying to treat your stupid ass, that is.

It was quite annoying being in the hospital again, but it was necessary. After skirting around a possible LP, I had quite a few blood tests, an MRI, and an EKG doen to me during my two day stay there.

Ha, ha so you're sick enough to have all this shit done to you but not enough for a spinal tap. Hey, it'd get your mind off how much your head hurt, which believe me if you've had a real migraine would almost be welcome.

Most of the time, I was either sleeping or on my computer....which I was glad I could take into my private room. xD

lolxD last thing I want to do when I have a migraine: look at a bright computer monitor.

Oh yeah!! I forgot something. The same day that I was admitted to the hospital. (the 14th,) I had a phone interview for a job on campus. Ironically, I got the job...it really surprised me.

All right English major, what's ironic about this?
Everything that happens to you that you don't expect is irony, you know. Now if the person lining up the interview and said "there's no way you're getting this job," or if your last name was "Nojob" then that would be ironic.

Okay, get this. Apparently, my neurologist is still there in the hospital system. She didn't even leave at all! I'm pretty pissed at the lame brain receptionist that told me that she left the hospital system...

"God I don't want to talk to her again, can't you just tell her I left?"
"Sure thing, boss!"
That's how this played out at the hospital, I'm sure.

I'm about ready to just go and tell anyone that tells me that I need to stick with the pain medication I'm on. Its NOT working,

Brotip: nothing really helps migraines. The best thing I've found is caffeine and aspirin, and even that's like a 50/50 shot of working.

The only reason I haven't done that yet is because of how long it takes to schedule an appointment in such a big hospital. I'm better off going to a neuro off the main hospital area, yet still staying close enough to make a difference.

*headdesk* I'm going to stop worry about that...otherwise It'll make the migraine I have now worse. ^^;

I'm actually glad I'm reading this. Further proof that no matter how smart you are (brain doctor in this case) you cannot escape cunts.
Ha, ha poor doctor probably thought she was going to do something big and important with her medical degree but NOPE WACKY HERE NEEDS MORE PEELZ.

I have the WORST luck sometimes.

Now I'm going to do what I normally do and quote from some Roman archivist or philosopher (so listen up he's probably smarter than you):
"Every man is the architect of his own fortune", or so said Sallust.

Haha don't get me started on my depression, or wanting to stay away from crazy doctors like a few of my last ones were. One of my old doctors STILL wants me to go to a pain psychologist, and I'm still basically telling him flat out, "No way in hell would I ever end up there."

Good grief.

Its a wonder that I still maintain my anger over all of this...>>;

Yeah it is, actually. I thought for sure you wouldn't have GUTS enough to be angry.
That'll help your dumb headaches, I think. SHOW THEM THE FURY OF ARES BURNING IN YOUR CHEST.

I really don't know what to do now other than suck it up, and look for someone else that could help me.

Of course you don't know what to do. It's because you don't have the balls to stop being a faggot.

Migraines that are messing with my vision, mental health that's extremely questionable sometimes (I go from quiet, to hyper, back to pissy. Pretty fun range of emotions when I'm in so much pain.) spinal health that is totally shot, depression, and god...what else? I could try to list what else would be wrong, but that would take a while.

Holy fuck do you ever shut up? There's an exercise for you: shut up.

I'm getting into my neuro slowly, but at the moment, I'm completely off the Topamax.

Topiramate is a pussy drug. Tell them to give you the real shit.

I would start working on my fanfics again...but at the moment, I'm either too bored to, or I don't have any muse to start where I left off/being too lazy and want to wait to do them.

Here's your muse: kill yourself.

I shouldn't have to deal with this, yet I do daily.

It's Nemesis punishing you for being a douche.

Oh god, thanks to one of my friends, I'm hooked on para rping again.

what
So now I'm skipping all entries where she's bitching about her head or not being able to sleep (gee wonder if these things are connected) and I'm having trouble finding entries.
Here's one-- oh no, no it isn't. Ha, ha, just kidding.

I'm quite happy that I got a C in Anatomy, and even though I didn't get a B,

You do know there's a grade higher than B, right?
Yeah this looks like the end. Not seeing anything that isn't more bitching or just irrelevant drivel, so I best be off~

Hi, Pussy

Ha, ha men with blogs. They might as well be women with blogs because barring any admission of name (hi Aaron) they all sound identical: whiny, vaguely emotional cunt going on about shit nobody cares about. Man or woman it's largely irrelevant because they're all twats.
So Aaron, then. Aaron has a journal entitled "Aaron" which is just one step above naming your blog "Man" on the creativity spectrum but all right I won't focus too much on it because at least it's not THE MIDNIGHT SCROLLS or some similar emo, pseudo-intellectual bullshit.

Ever since I got off the bus and set foot on campus, blood drive solicitors have practically been sucking the blood out of my neck.

So wear a gorget. You could also wear a bevor but personally I think a gorget looks manlier, and knowing men with blogs you'll need that leg up.

I haven't accepted any "asucd blood drive" slips and merely state "I'm gay" and continue to walk.

I didn't know gay people couldn't donate blood.

After beginning to feel that I should just get a sign, the latest solicitor stopped to talk to me after I said that I was gay.

Here's an easier way to get them to leave you alone: "no thanks."
Works all the time, even on campus.
"Want to join the Campus Crusade for Christ?"
"Only crusades I join involve Jerusalem, sorry."
There you go. Not everyone needs to know about your preference for men over women, fuck.

I guess it just sort made solicitors more human to me.

Soliciting for a blood drive, Christ. It's not like she was trying to sell you something. She probably volunteered thinking it was a nice thing to do (or look good on her transcript/resume, whatever) and here you are giving her shit about it. You're an asshole, sir.

I probably forget how fortunate I am, I should probably be a little more grateful. Sometimes I feel like I'm becoming mean.

Mean, no. You do seem somewhat of a putz, though.

I find that I more and more frequently imagine myself yelling at someone else, or even beating them up.

Oh no, bad thoughts! Seriously no one can read your mind. As long as you don't repeat this aloud or act on it no one will know.

Or at least not abnormal. I don't even know if I want to be normal. We all need to be our "unique snowflakes", right?

... Not even sure what you're on about now, but no, not everyone "needs" to think they're unique.

Weather I will love (and hate, I'm sure), classes, teaching, piano, quartet, job, and hopefully a shit load of racket ball. It's so much fun!!!

Whether*
also sounds... Bleh. Enjoy your shitty life.
Now here's a post entitled "If I were a character on the oregon trail, I'd be the one suffering form exhaustion" which further proves you're a pussy. There are only two types of people in the world: the guy with 12 grandfather clocks in his wagon and a hat (and nothing else) who fords every river regardless of the currents or danger therein (or waits until the water thaws so he can ford it properly, none of that pussy walking across frozen ice. The Lord Jesus didn't die on a cross for us to just walk across) and people who die of dysentery.

I basically did the bitch work.

Maybe if you came across as "12 grandfather clocks" kind of guy instead of a pusscake (why is that a word according to Firefox and Blogspot?) frostbite victim you'd be doing some manly work.

HI CYBER BULLY!

For those of you who don't know, I have a cyber bully. His name is anonymous.

... Anonymous isn't an actual person.

We mostly talk through LiveJournal because he has thing...I hear it's going around actually... I think people are calling it "coward" or something?

Hey he may be a coward but you are, by your own admission, a bitch so shut up. Pussy.

His hobbies include saying 'fuck' and 'gay jew', he has this anti-semitic-but-still-in-the-closet thing happening.

Wow high five to this brother-in-arms. He got this guy butthurt by calling him a gay Jew. That's it. Two words. Also it's not offensive if it's the truth. You admit to being gay and apparently you're a Jew, so nothing wrong there. No reason to get BUTTHURT by it like you did, anyway.

It's like...learning something that he never did. Character...attitude...manners...the ability to insult someone without racial slurs...

Oh wow, are we still on this? Brotip: he has already won by getting a five paragraph butthurt speech out of you regarding this. He said two words. You said five paragraphs.
Here I have a new historical figure you should aspire to: Götz von Berlichingen. He was a German knight and a mercenary, and after his arm got blown off by a cannon (awesome) he invented one of the world's first prosthetic limbs. He also coined the term "kiss my ass" in his downtime between wars. He's the first person who has ever had to be toned down for other media because no one would believe someone this awesome actually existed. I got this idea when I was thinking of you wearing a gorget (something the historical Götz von Berlichingen would do, not because he's afraid of getting his neck cut, but because he was watching out for any vampire fuckers). You can bet no one ever butthurt him. Even the guy that blew his arm off with a cannon. He probably high fived the guy with his remaining hand.

I had been having some boy...issues? There were issues and boys were around at the time. Idk.

Me neither, bro.

Anyways, I think this is something I may want to work on for a long time, maybe into the summer.

ANYWAYS
ANYWAYS
ANYWAYS GUYS
ANYWAYS

I watched a TED conference online (which you should all check out: TED.com) that was talking about how to listen to music.

They'll have a conference about anything, won't they? Here's how I listen to music: with headphones.
ANYWAYS GUYS I'm going to do something that isn't this so ANYWAYS I'll see you later guys ANYWAYS.