i went out on halloween weekend afterall. to a friends party. drank some beer and took some shots then took my drunk ass to bed. didn't get with anyone, nothing interesting to say about that. then the other night i hung out with this guy john i've known since elementary school. he's friends with K7. i guess K7 got a new cell phone to replace the one he lost, then lost that one too. but john said he found it at his house and returned it to him. maybe i'm just emotional right now but i can't help but wonder wtf is wrong with me? why doesn't he fuckin' call. then i started thinking about T1...the first guy i slept with. and i got even more sad. boo at that. no wonder i don't want to get married or have kids anymore. guys suck. me=loser. the end. UPDATE: i never im him when his s/n is online but i decided too anyways. it's usually not him, or maybe he just says it isn't who knows. but he responded and this is the lamest conversation u can have with someone you've slept with. u would think we don't even know eachother. reading his typing reminds me that he's not the smartest person in the world. sometimes he doesn't make much sense...and sometimes his spelling is just awful. but that in no way reflects upon his sex! ha ha ok anyways. maybe i'll post the lame convo later. bye. UPDATE #2: ok here's the super lame convo. me [10:40 AM]: hey him [10:40 AM]: whats up me [10:40 AM]: nothing, just woke up him [10:41 AM]: kewl me [10:42 AM]: what have u been up to lately me [10:43 AM]: i heard your halloween weekend was quite eventful him [10:44 AM]: nothing working him [10:44 AM]: yea it got me mad me [10:44 AM]: i bet him [10:46 AM]: somebody to got to get fucked up me [10:49 AM]: well i'm going to go to the gym now so i'll talk to you later. i'm drinking tonight if u want to hang out or something later hit me up. him [10:50 AM]: ok yeah i didn't know how to respond to his gibberish about somebody getting fucked up so i just ended the conversation. and i HATE when people spell cool "kewl." HATE it.