Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Dying Bitches Club

In the words of Meryl Streep in "The Devil Wears Prada", which, by the way, happens to be one of my favorites, I have "become an incubus of viral plague"
Cough, sniffle, etc. I'm sick.

It's all because Philly got sick yesterday, so I visited her during lunch. I woke up today with a 102º fever and such and things. But actually, the real reason I'm sick is because my immune system is totally fucked because I've been so stressed out lately.

Commitments are killing me, my grades are turning to shit, and school is eating my soul. I just want to survive the rest of this year as best I can so I can do things I genuinely give a shit about over the summer.

But anyway.

Being sick doesn't seem so bad because it's giving me time to bleach my roots before prom (pictures later) and to think deeply about the state of my life (which I won't get into right now)

OH!! I forgot to tell you guys! There has been a new development on the love-life side of things!! Allow me to explain:

So. There's this guy I met a few raves ago who is friends with Shpongle and has super bright, constantly changing hair (I could tell instantly that we would get along) and his name henceforth on this blog shall be Technicolor Boy. No abbreviation. Anyway.

We had been texting each other for a little and I could tell he had an interest in me, but I expected about a Shpongle-like level of attraction (aka, ehhh. Shpongle is just so boring!) should I ever actually go hang out with him.

So on Sunday, I figured I'd go hang out with him just to get it over with and confirm my suspicions.

We watched Disney and Marvel superhero  movies all afternoon, talking over them about comics and anime (I am a true nerd at heart) and cuddling. Needless to say, Technicolor Boy has surpassed Shpongle by miles in my mind.

I've noticed that I start smiling whenever he texts me, so I'm just going to let that sit and do its thing for a while. Wouldn't want to go and fall in love get totally fucked over someone else now...

Anyway. I'm off to put noxious chemicals in my hair, and then go to Philly's to watch movies and eat soup and do math homework. I think we're going to form a Dying Bitches Club.


Julia

1 comment:

  1. Sounds super fun! Technicolor Boy sounds promising :)

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