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I have been recently addicted to dark chocolate covered pretzels. Though, when I eat them, at every single bite, I think, Is it salty from the pretzel? Or is my mouth bleeding? but it doesn't seem to hinder me because I cannot stop.

I can feel a hot one has been my favorite song for a while now.

I wish I was a med student because I'd really like to know exactly where my organs are located.



Complaining time:

Why do I always feel alone in my judgments?

I've provided alcohol for myself and my roommates (retarded BFF/Dmnq and her gf/Mghn) for the past four months.

A couple days ago I bought strawberry daiquiri mix. We drank it all. Today Dmnq mentioned we should have another daiquiri night. I already had plans with Rbkh to see I Love You, Man in theaters around 10pm but I thought, why not? There's always time for drinks.

Rbkh is my smart friend. My friend who completely understands and complains along with me about the selfishness of Dmnq, about all the little stuff we do for her and Mghn and how they would never EVER think about reciprocating.

So, I buy stuff to make guacamole and find out that the tortilla chips we had at home were thrown away. I send Dmnq a text. I ask her to pick up mix and chips. She replies, "Aren't we going to the movies, tonight? I'll get the mix later, we've only got 100 dollars for food this week."

OH I'M SORRY. Maybe you only have 100 dollars for food because your gf never works and you've spent your money buying her three laptops in the span of four months, two of which are Macs, and she just keeps breaking them.

Besides that silent point, I ask her why she's going to the movies then.

Rbkh is paying for the three of them.

Am I alone here? Am I alone thinking that the people who make themselves suffer and who care about no one but themselves SHOULD suffer? I don't even want to go to the movie anymore, I feel so sick and sour with disappointment and annoyance.