Boys Suck

Why do boys suck? Boy B is still being a moron; a six year old has more brains and common sense than he does. But I'm getting the message; he doesn't actually want to date me. How silly of me to think he did. Kid A has been nice to me; he took me riding the other day. On the way back he mentioned his weekend and the other girl, whom he never refers to by name, and I immediately stopped talking about the weekend. I don't want to know, I don't like her, never will, and am just waiting for her to leave the country forever. And she can take her crazy hair and her old lady underwear and her undeserved glitter with her. He'll only replace her with another, but I really really really don't like her. I liked the drunk a lot better.

I'm thinking my entertainment is going to be some movies in the near future. There are some good things out, and some good things coming out. I know the movies are expensive, but they are often cheaper than a trip to the bar, so I need to buck up and go see some. I'm living in a vaccuum.

I ran into Dr. Evil at school the other day, or rather he found me and sat down and talked to me. Ugh. He just doesn't get it. I also saw him last night driving in his car with that woman. I hate that his life happens so close to mine. I want him away forever, and I hope whatever he's doing, it hurts a lot. I'm vindictive, and I'm ok with that.