Why am I so obsessed with boys this semester? ...I think I have some kind of mentality that because I'm graduating in a year, it's very necessary for me to start looking for that happy potential mate. Pity the guy I'm currently attracted to is...something of a player. I don't think he means to be, but he's just very friendly and physical with girls. All of our mutual friends like him. A lot. And it makes me jealous even though I know I have no business being jealous because he isn't even mine. We're going on a date. It's a date he's been bribed to go on (see my RA for last week) but I'm not bitter. Much.
In other news I think I'm going to write a book based on our current D&D campaign. I figure most of the characters are mine anyways...those that aren't should be pretty easy to get permission to use. Especially since I doubt it'll ever be published. And since I'm the one coming up with the plot anyways, I might as well commit it to paper, since I think it's a rather good plot, if a bit stereotypical. Maybe I'll write up little excerpts for my next free writes in this blog. Because I know everyone wants to read my drivel. It will be only slightly better than the angsty, emo poetry that floats around in most blogs.
Haha, speaking of angsty poetry, I was surfing blogs and found one that had the most black, depressing poetry I'd ever read in my entire life. "Hello, I'd like to slit my wrists" is a good way to sum up the page. This annoys me because it's so much garbage. If you hate your life, make it better. Stop complaining, no one cares. ...said the kettle to the pot.
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