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A collection of rants, mostly about relationships and my various emotional problems
I am so proud of myself! October 2, 2005 - 3:59:50
5 drinks (1 of them a mixed, the rest shots) spread over several hours. Never play Pumpkinman drinking games. I counted 18 sips and a down the rest after I had already finished my 0.5 a shot. Good thing I decided to make it only one more shot. Yay! Then a couple more sips, and a couple hours later, I sobered up enough to make a semi-rational decision. Someone was leaving via motorized vehicle, and I decided to get a ride up to campus instead of staying there all night, thusly avoiding a "Sean will kill us all!" Of course, he will most likely kill us all anyway, as I will completely confess everything, my crush, and being affecitonate, and being bored. Nothing happened that really requires confessing, but I still will confess all minor sins anyway. I swear. I'll talk to him Friday, and see what happens. I don't know. Boooooooo to this. EDIT: Do I say fuck it to waiting until Friday to talk to him? I'd rather talk in person if I'm to be confessing my deepest inner thoughts (some of which would be a bit like attacking his personality), but I don't know if it's a good idea to wait that long. I've already probably waited too long for this, so it will hurt either way, would getting it overwith make it easier? Also, I have no idea how to start that conversation without making him think I want to break up. Not a clue. - Kitty |
