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I can’t believe I leave for school in less than a week. It’s so weird. The time just flew by over break. Now I look at it going…give it back!!!!! There’s so much I could have/should have done. LOL.
So I went out last night. I hadn’t planned on it, in fact I was vegging on the couch when I got the call to come out to karaoke (a different bar, a different crowd from Angel’s karaoke). So it’s about 10pm but I head out, figuring I’ll be out maybe 2 or 3 hours. Nope I ended staying at the bar until 2:30am, after closing. However the two drinks I had, I didn’t pay for. The first one I think the bartender just gave to me because I never saw a tab or anything. The second was bought for me by a friend of a friend kind of deal. I know he was hitting on me. I haven’t decided yet whether it will continue although we did exchange contact info. He was not the only guy there at the bar I had eyes on though. I was also hitting on my schmexay bartender pal (the one who I’m pretty sure gave me the free drink, though I owe him a tip since I had no cash on me last night. I have to make sure now that I go out again, probably Saturday, and be sure to give him a big tip. XD ). But it wasn’t just him, there were a few guys there that I was flirting with because, well, let’s face it I’m a flirt. LLC!
Although it sucks because for the moment it is confirmed that Jeff is a daddy-to-be, albeit rather against his will, stupidly drunk and at the time willing for the sex, but now he’s paying for it and he’s rather upset about it. I told him flat out to get a paternity test before paying anything for the kid because she already has 4 other kids by 4 different guys. Wouldn’t surprise me a bit if she’s just looking to trap a nice, stable guy like Jeff to support herself and them. *glares* And he’s just sucker enough to do it too.
Ugh…I hate that time of the month. It snuck up on me like it did last month. That’s what happens when I lose track of time and am not paying attention. Ow, the cramps…they hurt. *sniffles* Oh well.
Hrm…why is it that when I say I’m done looking, I don’t care anymore and I just start flirting without caring about them actually liking me or not, I start being myself without caring about being accepted and I find all these guys who seem to find me absolutely fascinating somehow. They’re so weird. ;p
*luv ya bunches*