New Beginnings

So much has changed.

So so much.

Except that I still miss Connor.  That's still the same.  He comes home in June though.  That's less than two months.  Hells to the yes.

I'd like to rant about how much I hate women right now.  So suck it up.

Women are vial.  THEY SUCK.  I can't even put into words how much they make me sick to my stomach.  They complain about every single stinkin' thing, expect so much attention, lie, manipulate, and are just plain gross.  I'm not talking about boy gross, that I can handle - farts, poop talks, debates on gooey vaginas, whatever it is, I can handle that.  But women can be the GROSSEST things ever.  They leave their hair everywhere, they cry all the time, they BLEED FROM THEIR GENITALS, they complain like no other, they never stop talking, they are JUST GROSS.  I HATE WOMEN.  I sometimes wish I wasn't a woman, but I don't think I could handle the power of the penis, having to worry about that thing must suck eggs.  I am so ready for summer to be around men again and to be able to choose when I should interact with women.  They make my brain hurt and I dislike it.  I dislike manipulative people.  You all know who you are.

I want to try something new this summer.  Actually, I want to try a lot of new things this summer.  I AM SO PUMPED.  I want things to be different.  I'm ready for things to be different.  They are going to be different.

Different.

I MISS MY FRENCH HORN.

I never realized how much I like going on walks until I took them with the right people.  That's all I have to say on that subject.

I miss my ripped body.  I don't like this pudge, especially because I DIDN'T GET ANY BOOBS OUT OF IT.  I want a bikini body with BOOBS.  Clammit all.

So, I'm a ginger now. That's cool...
Please don't ask what I am doing in the picture, I was at a place where everything was made of trampolines.  One can only handle so many trampolines.

Fin.