The mediocrity that is me
2002-11-24 00:15:43 (UTC)


I have not slept in my own bed for the past...three nights

That's insane.

And I don't care. I'm glad that I'm not here. Glad that
I don't have to sleep in here, in this fucking dorm room,
with all these people that are, quite honestly, beginning
to piss me off. Glad that I'm not spending all of my time
surrounded by bitches and people I couldn't stand in high
school. Glad I'm getting laid.

I hope I don't get pregnant. Oh god. I never even
thought about that before.

Why is it so different this time though?

Anyway, Thursday night was insane. I-N-S-A-N-E. Insane.
I went over late (as usual) and we had a cigarette. Or
two. Or three. Oh, I remember Thursday night now. We
were sitting by the fountain, smoking cigarettes. He had
to do his essay for Latin America class, and called me and
asked for a cigarette. Eventually, he came up with an
idea, and then these random guys came up. So I had a
cigarette, and to keep him from leaving (I know, low blow)
I said, "Yeah, sure, I'll go back with you tonight." And
so I did.

Oh my holy hell, all I have to say is that I am so his if
he wants me. Just thinking about it makes me seriously
horny as anything.

Orgasm like no other. I can honestly say that I have
never ever had anything feel so good in my life. In my
entire sexual experience. Holy hell, I don't know what he
was doing, but my god, it felt So Good. So. Incredibly.
Good. Orgasmic. No kidding, it was orgasmic.

I can now die happy.

Oh, and then we had sex last (friday) night.