break

My break is almost over. It doesn't really feel like I've had one. I feel like I need about two more weeks of doing little to nothing before I can find inspiration again. Or at least something. I briefly left the house today and it felt great. I want to stay home more. Or at least I'd like to meet some new friends that like to go out and do things. I always know of stuff to do; I just need someone to do stuff with. I always have room for stuff to do.

I'm a hot girl. I'm smart. Funny. Sexy. Why am I single? This is a crime against nature. Seriously. Why should anything this great go to waste? Stupid idiot boys, that's how. and there's no way for me to stop it. It's like a huge tidal wave and all you can do it just watch it engulf you. Argh.