Sorry I haven't been posting lately, things have gotten a little hectic. It's exam time again. I have put so many hours into studying for one class that I can't think straight. I've already failed the final (I only needed one more mark to pass), and on the rewrite I have to get at least 80% to pass, it was originally 70%. I doubt it'll happen.
I'm burnt out, exhausted, and just don't give a fuck anymore. This is one class I just don't get, and it's the most frustrating thing in the world. I've been truly trying, but not actually getting anywhere. Looks like I'll be taking this class again next year. Three out of eight people in my class failed, so I guess I shouldn't feel so bad, but I've never failed at anything I've tried to do before.
I give up. I'm doing a quick review tonight before bed, and some more studying in the morning, but I doubt it will help. I've got the rewrite and a different exam tomorrow. I'm just lucky that the other exam should be ridiculously easy. Not even going to review for it.
Apparently back at the hatchery they really miss me. The boyfriend's mum is doing what I was doing last year. She worked there before I did, but I guess I basically filled in for her when she didn't want to do it anymore. The season has been really slow for them, a lot of the regular customers got flooded out this spring and can't have chicks this year.
However, I'll likely have a job with them when I finish school, I'll be just in time for cleanup. It'll only be for about two weeks, but it's enough to get me rent money for July. I'm hoping for a fair bit of birthday money, because otherwise I have no money for rent for the month of June. I don't even have enough for my rent and cell phone bills next month. I'll be about $10 or $20 short. Donations appreciated.
Time to go back and try to get some more studying done. Hopefully my next post will be better, and perhaps I'll get back to some creative writing soon. I have the ideas, but am truly not caring enough to write them right now.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Another night out
So last Thursday Sam and I went to the bar. Went early, cuz it was a long weekend and the university students just finished classes, so it was busy. Played a lot of pool. Met a good looking guy, Chris. Ended up almost driving him crazy just dancing with him... Anyways. After the bar, Sam went home with her toy, and I went with mine. Why? Well, for one, I was smashed. Secondly, he's hot (and nicely muscled, too...), and also, even dancing, we moved together really well, and the chemistry... Wow. Plus we were both really drunk. Lol.
Well, we did do some talking (wow, I know...), and turns out we like a lot of the same music, and when we got back to his place, he suggested watching a movie. He opened his movie case, and he had every one of my favorite movies, and many more that I enjoyed. There was only one movie there that I didn't like, and he said he didn't like it before I could say anything. We would have made good friends if we'd met under different circumstances, for sure. As it was, well, I'm sure you can figure out where this is going.
We decided upon Van Helsing, as it's a very good movie. He's got a big tv in his room hooked up to his stereo, so it's a nice and comfy setup, complete with a nice big double bed which happens to be very nice. We settled in and watched the movie. Well, some of it. We got to the point where you first see the vampires. Then we got distracted. It's impossible to concentrate on a movie when you're lying beside a smokin' hot guy with just the right amount of tattoos to accent his body... And for the record, we were both fully clothed... Well, to begin with.
He started poking me, and also snapping my elastic on my underwear... Turns out he's one of those guys that really enjoys doing that. Things escalated, and in no time, we were in a very intense makeout session. Considering how drunk we were, we got all those pesky clothes off very swiftly. I must say, I wasn't disappointed to see Chris naked. Quite the opposite. Muscled just the way I like, and also well-endowed. I've been fairly lucky that way, my current toys have that much in common.
I must say, sex with this guy is fun. I can't remember too many details from the first time, I was far too out of it, but I do remember that I enjoyed it, and also that there was none of that embarrassing fumbling that sometimes happens with a new (or incredibly drunk) partner. How long did it last? I can't remember that either. I know we both fell asleep shortly after.
We woke up around 7 am, and I think we both did a quick check to make sure that the person we were in bed with was as good looking as we'd thought the previous night. Thankfully, I sure wasn't disappointed, and he wasn't either. We ended up making out again, and one thing led to another. This time was a lot less desperate, we spent time exploring one another's bodies. I, being the tease that I am, put my teeth and my tongue to good use. That's when he realized how evil I am.
When I'd finished toying with him, I got on top of him and rode him until he came. Afterward, we both decided it was far too early to be awake, so we decided to go back to sleep until noon. Straight to sleep we both went, and didn't wake until around 11:30. Best part was, even then we couldn't keep our hands off of one another. I decided I'd give him something to remember me by, so I licked and nipped my way down his chest to his cock. Once there, I began gently licking and sucking him, tasting him. He asked me what I'd do about the mess, and I just asked him what mess he was talking about. His reply? "Oh fuck..."
I went back to sucking him, began sucking him a little harder, and a little harder yet, finding the point that made him squirm just a little bit. I worked him faster, sometimes switching to deep throating a couple of times and back to a combination of my hand and my mouth, getting into a rhythm that brought him close to cumming, then just backing off and letting him calm down a bit before playing with him again. I did this for quite some time, before telling him that if he wanted, I'd stop playing with him and suck him off properly. He said "you're just playing?!", and I just smiled and started kissing him. I then told him I could keep this up all day if he wanted, and he told me he had to get going to work fairly soon, but he still had about 20 minutes before he had to start getting ready. I went back to my playing for a while, bringing him to the edge a few more times without letting him get close enough to cum. Then I realized I should likely let him get ready for work soon, so I used the one technique which seems to work well for all guys, sucking fairly hard and using my hand at the same time, moving at a nice swift pace, which made him cum hard in no time at all.
All he could do was lay there for a bit. I got a couple of "wow"s etc. out of him, but not much else that made sense. We then got dressed and he got a bit of teasing from his brother when he left his room to ask if anyone had a way to get back to the bar where he'd left his car. We couldn't find a ride, so we walked to my place to get my car. It's only around 10 blocks, so it wasn't much of a walk. I dropped him off, and we exchanged numbers. It was then that I let him know that I had a boyfriend, and he just shook his head and laughed. This wasn't the last time I met up with him, but that's another story altogether.
Well, we did do some talking (wow, I know...), and turns out we like a lot of the same music, and when we got back to his place, he suggested watching a movie. He opened his movie case, and he had every one of my favorite movies, and many more that I enjoyed. There was only one movie there that I didn't like, and he said he didn't like it before I could say anything. We would have made good friends if we'd met under different circumstances, for sure. As it was, well, I'm sure you can figure out where this is going.
We decided upon Van Helsing, as it's a very good movie. He's got a big tv in his room hooked up to his stereo, so it's a nice and comfy setup, complete with a nice big double bed which happens to be very nice. We settled in and watched the movie. Well, some of it. We got to the point where you first see the vampires. Then we got distracted. It's impossible to concentrate on a movie when you're lying beside a smokin' hot guy with just the right amount of tattoos to accent his body... And for the record, we were both fully clothed... Well, to begin with.
He started poking me, and also snapping my elastic on my underwear... Turns out he's one of those guys that really enjoys doing that. Things escalated, and in no time, we were in a very intense makeout session. Considering how drunk we were, we got all those pesky clothes off very swiftly. I must say, I wasn't disappointed to see Chris naked. Quite the opposite. Muscled just the way I like, and also well-endowed. I've been fairly lucky that way, my current toys have that much in common.
I must say, sex with this guy is fun. I can't remember too many details from the first time, I was far too out of it, but I do remember that I enjoyed it, and also that there was none of that embarrassing fumbling that sometimes happens with a new (or incredibly drunk) partner. How long did it last? I can't remember that either. I know we both fell asleep shortly after.
We woke up around 7 am, and I think we both did a quick check to make sure that the person we were in bed with was as good looking as we'd thought the previous night. Thankfully, I sure wasn't disappointed, and he wasn't either. We ended up making out again, and one thing led to another. This time was a lot less desperate, we spent time exploring one another's bodies. I, being the tease that I am, put my teeth and my tongue to good use. That's when he realized how evil I am.
When I'd finished toying with him, I got on top of him and rode him until he came. Afterward, we both decided it was far too early to be awake, so we decided to go back to sleep until noon. Straight to sleep we both went, and didn't wake until around 11:30. Best part was, even then we couldn't keep our hands off of one another. I decided I'd give him something to remember me by, so I licked and nipped my way down his chest to his cock. Once there, I began gently licking and sucking him, tasting him. He asked me what I'd do about the mess, and I just asked him what mess he was talking about. His reply? "Oh fuck..."
I went back to sucking him, began sucking him a little harder, and a little harder yet, finding the point that made him squirm just a little bit. I worked him faster, sometimes switching to deep throating a couple of times and back to a combination of my hand and my mouth, getting into a rhythm that brought him close to cumming, then just backing off and letting him calm down a bit before playing with him again. I did this for quite some time, before telling him that if he wanted, I'd stop playing with him and suck him off properly. He said "you're just playing?!", and I just smiled and started kissing him. I then told him I could keep this up all day if he wanted, and he told me he had to get going to work fairly soon, but he still had about 20 minutes before he had to start getting ready. I went back to my playing for a while, bringing him to the edge a few more times without letting him get close enough to cum. Then I realized I should likely let him get ready for work soon, so I used the one technique which seems to work well for all guys, sucking fairly hard and using my hand at the same time, moving at a nice swift pace, which made him cum hard in no time at all.
All he could do was lay there for a bit. I got a couple of "wow"s etc. out of him, but not much else that made sense. We then got dressed and he got a bit of teasing from his brother when he left his room to ask if anyone had a way to get back to the bar where he'd left his car. We couldn't find a ride, so we walked to my place to get my car. It's only around 10 blocks, so it wasn't much of a walk. I dropped him off, and we exchanged numbers. It was then that I let him know that I had a boyfriend, and he just shook his head and laughed. This wasn't the last time I met up with him, but that's another story altogether.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
...
Well, after some not-so-delicate hints, Paul has cleaned up his crap a bit. He's also funded some of our food.
I've borrowed my dad's camera, and I plan to take it with me tomorrow night (my cousin and I are going out again). I'll post pictures if they ever get taken. In the meantime, here's a couple of jokes to entertain you.
I've borrowed my dad's camera, and I plan to take it with me tomorrow night (my cousin and I are going out again). I'll post pictures if they ever get taken. In the meantime, here's a couple of jokes to entertain you.
What's the difference between your wife and your job?
After five years your job will still suck.
If the Dove is the bird of peace, what is the bird of true love?
The Swallow.
How is a woman like a computer?
You don't really appreciate them until they go down on you.
What's the difference between Love, True Love, and Insanity?
Spit, Swallow, and Gargle.
What do you call a woman who can suck an orange through a hose?
Darling.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Pain
Good song, this one is:
Pain- Three Day's Grace
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later
Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain
Pain- Three Day's Grace
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later
Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Rant.
So this is a rant. If you don't like reading them, then you should likely stop reading. Also, sorry bout saying i'd post and then not doing it. Writer's block, then being forced to write a 2000 word report kinda took all my desire to write away. Anyways. Yea. Gotta get this outta my system before I kill someone.
For the past I don't know how long, my roommate's boyfriend Paul has been living with us. I was fine with that at first, he'd go home all the time to shower etc., but he's slowly been moving in. First he brought an overnight bag. This would sit on our living room floor in the corner out of everyone's way, so I was fine with that too. Then he started leaving his clothes on the floor. Especially old stinky socks. I don't appreciate that at all, but I let it slide. Then he brought over a proper duffel bag. It sat in the same place as his overnight bag used to sit. Then it started to get left open, and clothes would migrate out of it onto our floor.
This was about the time that he started eating a lot of food. Before he'd eat some, but would politely leave food so that I'd have leftovers I could use for my lunches, because I can't afford to buy food anymore. Now, he usually finishes off whatever is made, no matter how much is there. A week ago I made a huge pot of chili which would feed my entire family for half a week easily. He and my roommate had it gone within 12 hours, and I only got a small plate of it. That really ticked me off, because I'd told both of them I wanted to use it for my lunch for the rest of the week.
Some time last week, Paul brought over weight lifting equipment. Just some little things, nothing big, but he always leaves it parked in the middle of the living room floor, so you have to go around it. Earlier this week, he brought over his hockey duffel bag. This thing is huge. You could easily fit a full grown man inside this thing. Guess where it is... Yep. In the middle of the living room floor. On top of that, his clothing is all over. Even his deodorant and crap is all over the place.
I just went out there and it looks like we've got a squatter living in our living room. There are clothes laying about and equipment everywhere. There's magazines and newspapers piled on the coffee table, and even the floor. Random blankets on the floor. Everything. It's a huge mess. I've mentioned it to my roommate, but she's done nothing about it.
There's no excuse for this. My roommate's room is considerably larger than mine, and yet when my boyfriend was staying with us, all of his stuff stayed in my room. She could keep her bf's stuff in her room, but she doesn't. I've even tried moving his crap into her room when they're both not here, but it just moves right back to where it was. If I could, I'd be kicking her out very soon. This has been going on too long. Not only does her bf stay here all the time, he eats our food, and makes my life unpleasant, yet all he does for us is put gas in her car (which never moves), and occasionally buys himself Coke or something. A couple of weeks ago he polished off four cases of coke I'd bought for myself without an apology. He'd even found the coke I'd hidden behind some rotten stuff in the fridge.
I'm thinking I'm going to talk to him tomorrow about cleaning his junk up and moving it to my rm's room, because I shouldn't have to live in a pig sty just because she doesn't mind it. Another peeve? She never ever takes the garbage to the dumpster, which is behind the house beside us. Instead she piles it just outside my window, where I'm sure it will get very ripe once it warms up some more. The only time the garbage actually gets to the dumpster is when I do it myself. Her bf has helped me once cuz I basically gave him no choice in the matter, and that's about all the help he's ever done around here.
Oh, and one other thing. During the winter when it was really cold out, she needed to plug her car in to be able to start it in the morning. She only had a tiny extension cord, so she borrowed one of mine without asking. This was in January. It sat outside on the ground, just asking to be stolen, until I picked it up on Sunday, after asking her more than once to put it away.
I could continue on like this for pages. I can hardly wait until she's gone. The moral of this story? Don't just go with random roommates. Not a good idea. Next place I get may just be for me, especially if I don't know how my potential roommate likes to live, whether they're white trash or not. It will cost me an arm and a leg, and result in me putting a lot of hours into working, but anything is better than what I have to put up with on a daily basis. Oh, and I'm certainly going to be paying the whole damage deposit, so that if I have to, I'll have the leverage to get rid of an unpleasant roommate.
For the past I don't know how long, my roommate's boyfriend Paul has been living with us. I was fine with that at first, he'd go home all the time to shower etc., but he's slowly been moving in. First he brought an overnight bag. This would sit on our living room floor in the corner out of everyone's way, so I was fine with that too. Then he started leaving his clothes on the floor. Especially old stinky socks. I don't appreciate that at all, but I let it slide. Then he brought over a proper duffel bag. It sat in the same place as his overnight bag used to sit. Then it started to get left open, and clothes would migrate out of it onto our floor.
This was about the time that he started eating a lot of food. Before he'd eat some, but would politely leave food so that I'd have leftovers I could use for my lunches, because I can't afford to buy food anymore. Now, he usually finishes off whatever is made, no matter how much is there. A week ago I made a huge pot of chili which would feed my entire family for half a week easily. He and my roommate had it gone within 12 hours, and I only got a small plate of it. That really ticked me off, because I'd told both of them I wanted to use it for my lunch for the rest of the week.
Some time last week, Paul brought over weight lifting equipment. Just some little things, nothing big, but he always leaves it parked in the middle of the living room floor, so you have to go around it. Earlier this week, he brought over his hockey duffel bag. This thing is huge. You could easily fit a full grown man inside this thing. Guess where it is... Yep. In the middle of the living room floor. On top of that, his clothing is all over. Even his deodorant and crap is all over the place.
I just went out there and it looks like we've got a squatter living in our living room. There are clothes laying about and equipment everywhere. There's magazines and newspapers piled on the coffee table, and even the floor. Random blankets on the floor. Everything. It's a huge mess. I've mentioned it to my roommate, but she's done nothing about it.
There's no excuse for this. My roommate's room is considerably larger than mine, and yet when my boyfriend was staying with us, all of his stuff stayed in my room. She could keep her bf's stuff in her room, but she doesn't. I've even tried moving his crap into her room when they're both not here, but it just moves right back to where it was. If I could, I'd be kicking her out very soon. This has been going on too long. Not only does her bf stay here all the time, he eats our food, and makes my life unpleasant, yet all he does for us is put gas in her car (which never moves), and occasionally buys himself Coke or something. A couple of weeks ago he polished off four cases of coke I'd bought for myself without an apology. He'd even found the coke I'd hidden behind some rotten stuff in the fridge.
I'm thinking I'm going to talk to him tomorrow about cleaning his junk up and moving it to my rm's room, because I shouldn't have to live in a pig sty just because she doesn't mind it. Another peeve? She never ever takes the garbage to the dumpster, which is behind the house beside us. Instead she piles it just outside my window, where I'm sure it will get very ripe once it warms up some more. The only time the garbage actually gets to the dumpster is when I do it myself. Her bf has helped me once cuz I basically gave him no choice in the matter, and that's about all the help he's ever done around here.
Oh, and one other thing. During the winter when it was really cold out, she needed to plug her car in to be able to start it in the morning. She only had a tiny extension cord, so she borrowed one of mine without asking. This was in January. It sat outside on the ground, just asking to be stolen, until I picked it up on Sunday, after asking her more than once to put it away.
I could continue on like this for pages. I can hardly wait until she's gone. The moral of this story? Don't just go with random roommates. Not a good idea. Next place I get may just be for me, especially if I don't know how my potential roommate likes to live, whether they're white trash or not. It will cost me an arm and a leg, and result in me putting a lot of hours into working, but anything is better than what I have to put up with on a daily basis. Oh, and I'm certainly going to be paying the whole damage deposit, so that if I have to, I'll have the leverage to get rid of an unpleasant roommate.
Friday, March 23, 2007
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