Whew!

I just finished my first fight with my boyfriend... well, I don't think it qualifies as a fight... maybe a slight disagreement... I guess it's my fault, I said some things that turned out to be kind of offensive and insulting... but we've straightned it all out... and since we're 3,000 miles apart, there can't be any make up kisses... *cries*... well, maybe when I get back...
Sometimes I have trouble saying things... sweet things... like "I love you" or "I miss you"... and that's supposed to be the guy's job! The girl's supposed to be able to say anything... I think there's something wrong with me... well, actually, I think it's because of past experiences... I told my ex-boyfriend how I felt about him, and voila, now he's an ex... his excuse: I was obsessive and stalker-ish... and that's what he told all his friends and now they think I'm a freak... now everybody at that school thinks I'm a loonatic... fun fun fun!! *weak smile*
Ugh... they're playing a Beatles remake on the radio... in the words of one of my partners in crime, Neptunia, Beatles songs should be illegal to remake...
Now we're ordering food from a good Italian restaurant... mmm, Italian...
But never, NEVER as good as Enzo's, my beloved Italian restaurant back home...
It serves my beloved Italian food, pesto pasta... but they do it better than ANYONE... however, Branwyn's mom can make a mean pesto dish... But still not as good as Enzo's!!
Me, I can't cook, AT ALL... I can't even make those pasta packages that you'd have to be a complete loser to screw up... I can 't even make Easy Mac! And sandwiches? I can't make those, either... It's a goddamn sandwich! How hard can it be? I just fail...
And what really gets me is when people say that I *can't* eat meat... I *can* eat anything I want, I just choose not to eat certain things due to my opinions. What should be said is, "She won't eat meat". So there!

What is with this...?

Every morning, since I've been here, I've woken up to a man, with a beautiful voice, singing! In Spanish, no less... My only question is, why? Where is he coming from? What is he singing? Okay, I guess that's more than one question... ;) But yesterday, I was dreaming about him singing *before* I woke up... But what's weirder, I was having a dream about Latino lovers *before* he was even out there! And they were speaking Spanish... and I knew what they were saying... Well, I didn't really understand everything, per say, but I know enough words to get the gist... But the important part is, my brain was speaking to me in Spanish! I was dreaming in a fricking other language! And my brain knew what it was doing and saying, even if I didn't...
Oooh nooo...! *cries* I miss Oliver so much!... I wonder if he's reading this... ooh, spooky...
The point is, I'm BORED! I'd rather... I have *nothing* to do... I mean, other than blog... and you can only blog for so long...
Yesterday consisted of me reading Sex And The City quotes and waiting for Oliver's emails... he should be sleeping, at the moment, because of the time difference... but in a few hours, he should be playing World of Warcraft, ignoring my emails, fighting off rock elementals... jk! ;) well, not about the WOW and the rock elementals...
Now someone's playing the radio on a REEEEALLY bad station REEEEALLY loud outside... it might help if I closed the window... but then it would get hot... AAAAH! You see, the extent of my boredness! It's awful! Last time I was this bored was in Mr. Morris' geometry class... it was torture... and I thought it was over... but, actually, I think he was worse... because I was stuck there... but here, I can go outside, frolick if I so desire, smell the pretty flowers... none of which, I want to do... but it's the *principle*...
There was this cute quote I found yesterday that I want to share with you... let me just find it.................AH HA!

Miranda (to Charlotte): Are you telling me you never perform this act?
Carrie: She'll juggle, she'll spin plates, but she won't give head.

You see, it reminds me...of me! So, anyways, off to eat breakfast... I am quite hungry... and then I'll be back... and I'll be bored... and I'll check my email... but he'll still be asleep... and I'll be bored...

Dear God, please kill me...

AAAAAARRRRGGGG!!! The radio is playing Another Brick in the Wall... please, someone, kill me...
You see, it's my ex's favorite song... OH!! Thank god, it's over... Whew!!
So... onto other things... my current boyfriend (whose a complete doll) doesn't have any weird favorites songs... except the "woo hoo song", as he calls it... god... *hangs head* It's not that bad a song, it's just..."woo hoo"...?! I believe it's called something like, Cherry Tree...or something...
Hey, at least he's not obsessed with cars, or bikes, or something awful like that... My friend's ex-boyfriend loves bikes...and it's just bikes this bikes that, I love my bike, I want to jump my bike, my bike is so pretty...he didn't pay any attention to my friend...men!
However, my boyfriend (let's just call him Oliver...), is a gamer...oy...and a Trekkie!! OY!!
Not that there's anything wrong with gamers or Trekkies, not like there's any great defect or anything...but still... On the other hand, the ex I was talking about earlier, he has a hobby, too...hunting! He's a fricking HUNTER! Oh, if you didn't know, I'm a vegetarian...but even if I wasn't... hunting?! When I compare him to Oliver, I thank god that he dumped me... at the time I was sad, but now I realize the gianormity of the bullet I dodged...
So, Oliver and I are cooking up a masterfully evil plan to turn my BFF bi... so far, I've gotten her to lick my tongue... and, of course, Oliver doesn't mind... ;) the dirty bastard... >:) if it were a guy, though... I wonder what he'd say... would he get extremely jealous, or extremely hurt? Or neither... Well, whatever he felt, he doesn't have anything to worry about... :-*
I'm away right now... visiting my dad... and a friend of his is having their 60th birthday... and there will be guys my age there... and they're hot... and they're my type... and I won't want them. Then again, they probably wouldn't even take one look at me... what is it they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder? Well, they sure as hell are right... I miss Oliver so much... and it's strange to say that because his name isn't Oliver... and I don't know any Olivers...
When I get home... well, I can't just see him... but I wish I could! Hey, they're playing Rock Lobster on the radio!! YAY!!!! But it wasn't a rock... it was a rock LOBSTER!!! Heh heh, I just pulled an 'ooh, shiny!'...

First post...buckle up!

Okay, so I'm going to start out by saying how anti-blog I am... I'm even anti-diary... But after I viewed the email I had written my boyfriend (which was WAY too long) I decided I needed to let out my inner voice in another way, other than bugging him with endless chatter...erm, writting. I swear to god, it was like the essay from hell that wouldn't end! And there were more than one... I feel so sorry for him, having to read all that... But hey, I'm visiting my dad, how exciting can that be? I have no one to talk to... so I'll talk to my computer! It'll listen! It can't help but listen... mwahahaha, it's like a helpless child... Okay, second thing, I just wanted a place to put the pics I make... well, I don't really make them, I take pics that I have on my comp for some reason and mess with them. You'll see, and then you'll understand... If there's a name for it, I'd like to know it... bless me with the gift of knowledge, please! I must have forgotten that part somewhere along the way... You know what I hate about the English language? Well, apart from it's extreme ugliness (it's like German, except worse!), I really hate how there is NO second person plural... it bugs the crap out of me...