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wakeiseiyoHolee...
I think I just reverted back to grade school, because I'm talking to a (nice, not total stranger, friend-of-a-friend) guy online and all I can think is, 'Boys scare me! O.O::" I'm panicking talking to a guy. It's WEIRD (and stupid and retarded). I feel like I should be sitting in a sterile white classroom in a too-small plastic chair, doing penmanship exercises.
And that's just messed up. Seriously.
*roots around in subconscious* Where the fuck did my inner horny catwoman go? I want her back, dammit! All the pinup girl clothes and makeup in the world aren't helping right now... *digs further, peers into dusty old cardboard boxes*
In other news... I'll probably have some different psychobabble to post later that's analyzing my latest mood low and why it's happening.
I think I just reverted back to grade school, because I'm talking to a (nice, not total stranger, friend-of-a-friend) guy online and all I can think is, 'Boys scare me! O.O::" I'm panicking talking to a guy. It's WEIRD (and stupid and retarded). I feel like I should be sitting in a sterile white classroom in a too-small plastic chair, doing penmanship exercises.
And that's just messed up. Seriously.
*roots around in subconscious* Where the fuck did my inner horny catwoman go? I want her back, dammit! All the pinup girl clothes and makeup in the world aren't helping right now... *digs further, peers into dusty old cardboard boxes*
In other news... I'll probably have some different psychobabble to post later that's analyzing my latest mood low and why it's happening.
