February 2010
7 posts
I need hours
At either job basically. I’ve been getting alot at the hospital thanks to Gwen but I need hours that pay soon. I’ve been getting cut hours alot and it’s not fun to look at a paycheck that’s under $200. Also at the end of the month I won’t have insurance, which really sucks for me but what can I do?
Oh you've gained some weight, you've gotten...
Thanks mom… no wonder I have Self esteem issues.
I was better off left alone....
I really wish sometimes that I could almost stay inside my dreams I am always so much happier there. But I have to face reality in the fact that I am all alone and I have some people in my life that have to point it out as a flaw or something.
I guess I’m weird. I like being a nerd and I know that all my friends see me as one. I may goof off only every once and a while to poke fun at...
Why do guys mislead?
Do men find pleasure in misleading a girl into thinking ‘oh I like you’ then turning around and just saying to their friends “I’m just mooching her”
I really find it heartbreaking when I get lead on like that. I’ve had that happen more then once and believe me it’s not nice. I don’t know what guys think when they do that type of thing but it hurts...
Nobody actually knows do they?
Who I really am is locked up inside me and I just wish that someone of the opposite gender knew who that person was. I know that at least one person knows and that person is my friend Crystal.
I wonder sometimes if I’m just going to waste my life away trying to figure out what is going to happen next. If I’ll find Mr. Right. So far I know that the people that I fall for are always...
Nice guys finish first with me...
So I guess I just don’t look/sound all that appealing or something because no one answers my messages that I send out.
My idea of the perfect guy has changed so many times that I just wish sometimes that instead of everything being so horrid at trying to figure things out that some perfect guy would find me.
My perfect guy now would be some nice guy (I’m tired of the bad ones, I had...
We are, we are... Invisible.
Sometimes I wonder if people even read this blog or if it’s just sitting in the vast internet to one day be discovered by some pervert that will take quite a few of the things I say the wrong way.
So now people that are younger then me are getting married and I feel like the outsider that will never reach that point in my life. Especially when the last boyfriend I had was very abusive and...