Some people talk way too much for their own good.

So I dragged poor Dars along this evening, to meet up the same guy I met last week Saturday. For safety indeed. I was scared I tell you. His friend was supposed to meet us, and we'd go to this mas camp to lime a little. Friend never showed. Heh. Interesting no? After all of that. Conclusion : *makes a little L with fingers*

Kev : Where do you find these freaks/losers??
Not sure - they always find me! Dammit!!! Why can't I ever find a normal one?

I have a feeling I'm gonna be on one of my avoiding scenes again. Wow...haven't done that in a while. Feels strange.

Some people who I end up hanging with still think I actually like them. I do like some - really I do. I tolerate some of the others. They just never know the difference poor things.

Uhm that's bad?

Darn.

Am falling alseep.
*poof*