I’m your late night head rush

Today was at least better than yesterday. It wasn’t very exciting but at least nobody pissed me off or anything like that. Maybe I’ve been very moody these days because I’ll be having my period soon. But for some reason, today it really irritated me that my friends never did anything exciting. I mean, they never go out, they never do stuff, they don’t even have guy friends. On days like today, it bores me to be with them because we don’t do anything. We always talk about the same things. And when we talk about sex, which we don’t often do, they always have the same “eww, gross!” reaction. I really don’t understand why many girls are so “eww, gross!” about sex. I mean it’s a natural part of life. Dogs do it, cats do it, their parents did it for heaven’s sake! My friends and i plan to go out but we never get to because at the last minute they would all back out on me. So for a little excitement and variety in my life, I usually turn to Glaiza, Glyka and Dona. I really don’t understand why my closest friends have to turn out to be the complete and total opposite of myself. I mean, they’re real nice and all but I dunno…sometimes I feel like they’re too nice, if you know what I mean. *sigh*

As of this moment, my two cats are playing around the computer room and they look soooo adorable together!

We had shortened period today because we had a club activity this morning. Since we weren’t doing much anyway, around four Chiqs cut class because one Chiq, MC, is the muse of Don Bosco’s Intrams opening. I honestly don’t know why so many of my batchmates go for Bosconians! I’ve had it with them; as far as I’m concerned, the interaction was a total waste. I wish I called in sick or something. The only thing I really learned from the interaction is that you can classify the Bosconians into three groups: a) those who are too shy to talk to you, b) those who are too airheaded and who have a really horrible sense of fashion (the ones I originally despise), and c) those who are effeminate, which are probably the only Bosconians I could get along with, except I’m not so close to any of them. I’ve had it with Lee; he hasn’t texted me or anything but he does text Dona a lot. Which simply shows how lousy I am with guys. I couldnt’t even snag a measly Bosconian, for godsakes. Perhaps I am destined to spend the rest of my life in a convent praying for the poor, doomed souls of this ungodly world.