Older. Calmer. Wiser.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

College, Debs, Dar and 10 Months of Nothing

Sam here....

So yeah, One week of college under my belt. It's sunday night, everything is gravy in terms of my education. I'm basically the nerd of the class, there's only 25 of us. But the difference now is, the more you learn, the more you earn. Cheesy, yes, I know, and I apologise. Em, so this education thing is fine. I haven't told anyone that I'm gay yet, but I'm not arsed hiding, you know that way. They'll figure it out soon enough. Oh, yeah. I've some embarrassing shit to tell in a minute.

So. I saw Dar in town on Friday afternoon for coffee and pastries. Basically we had what seemed a small fight, about after his Cunt of a boyfriend was shit to me, Dar sticks up for CuntBoy, even though it was totally undeserved. He then threw some bitchy shit at me, and reminded me that I've had no form of relationship since him, so how could I be over him(which I am not. but no way would I ever admit that!). I told him to take his head out of his arse and stop thinking so highly of himself. Later that night, he apologized (Y)

So yeah, that kind of threw me off. And on the bus home. I basically wrote a big long ranty text, and while I was sitting in there, in my Ripped-at-the-ends jeans, blue vans, red hoodie and scarf, I fucking bawled my eyes out. everyone must have been like 'What the Fuck?', but i didn't care. I went home. Got into bed. Took off my clothes, and cried some more. Single. For 10 months. It's not like I've been hiding in the fucking closet either. I've been throwing myself around quite a bit. And nothing. I felt so alone. So someone rang, like the good friend they are, they came over, got me out of bed, and we went out. I cheered up cosmetically. But inside I wanted to go back to bed.

So the next day, the isolation deepens. My own family, my fucking family are not telling me stuff, like my sisters boyfriend is coming around. What boyfriend, who? Why did nobody tell me this, when everyone seems to know. Oh, and my brother is having a dinner party. Since when? Oh, we've been planning it for 2 weeks. Oh, you must have been out, or busy with college or your friends.

I'm going to be thin by christmas. I'm 15.5Stone (98.4 KG's) now. As of yesterday. I'm joining weight watchers. I want to lose at least 4 stone (25KG's) by christmas. Or at least by February. I've never been so determined. I want someone I haven't seen in a while to look at me and ask if i've been doing meth, because i'm so fucking thin. That thin. Like drug-abuser thin! That'd be nice.

My Débutantes Ball is tomorrow. It was organised by my old school. We get dressed up in suits and girls in dresses, get limo's down the rural parts of the country, have a meal in a hotel, dance the night away, and get a bus back to the city at about 8 the next morning! And mine is tomorrow! OMG I've never been so unexcited. Like I don't gave a shit at this point. I just want this affair to be over. I'm bringing a good friend, who's parents and my parents have been friends for years. The girls are looking forward to it, but I think it'll be a nightmare. It's that everyone is building this thing up to be the end of the world but I don't think it'll be what everyone wants it to be. It might be a bit anti-climactic.

College in the morning. Flavour of the week right now Is Kate Bush and MGMT But not together.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Good Cop.

i'm a good guy. seriously. like i have bastardy qualities, but i'm actually a good guy. and i have an example, just to prove my point.

Dar and his BF. Basically their constantly fighting. i mean constant bickering, and throwing embarrassing shit at each other. Something important i should add, is that BF feels threatened by me. I mean, he should because I want Dar, but how does he know that? He hates how well Dar and I get on.

So when they start fighting, Dar uses my shoulder to cry on. I know intimate details of their relationship, Dar's Exes, details about BF's past history, everything.

I could use this information to manipulate Dar into dumping his cunty boyfriend, knowing that I would immediately benefit.One night, we were out on the town and Dar said that basically the second him and BF break up, I'm in. Guaranteed.

So today, Dar is telling me how BF is spending the day with his ex, watching dvd's' and the like, and dar is overly suspicious. I want to say 'Well if you don't trust him by now, why are ye together?', but that would be manipulative. So I didn't. I fought every urge and shuffled out some neutral answer.

Why? Because I'm a nice fucking person. BF owes me. He just has no Idea.

Current Listening; Lady Madonna - The Beatles

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Tipping Away

Sam here....


No news is good news. All is quiet, just tipping away in college, enjoying the whole experience. Who knew that when things are going well, there's little to blog about.

Oh, i've got Windows Live Messenger, or MSN, if ye want to chat. Feel free to add

vodkaandcrackers@hotmail.com

Friday, September 19, 2008

Drugs, 'College', and Straight Boys

Sam here....

So I started college. I had induction week from Wednesday to Today. We just got a bit of a snoop around the place, and met our lecturers. It was good. So Next Monday is 'Freshers Week' where all us freshmen get abused by the older lads basically. There's nights out and a Freshers Ball organised too, so it should be good. The course seems very demanding though, like it's going to be tough to pass. That's the only thing I'm really worried about!

As with every Thursday night, I went out to Fibbers for some €3 drinks loving. The usual. 5 Snakebites(Cider and blackcurrant) and a few shots later, I was with the usual Thursday night boys. I got offered PCP last night, by a friend of mine's sister. I was like 'NO!'. It's always weird when you get warned that at some point someone will offer you drugs, but I never thought it would actually happen.

There was a guy too, but I'm skipping details.

Em, yeah. So I want to take a kind of count thing of readers. You know the whole story in the bible of Mary and Joseph traveling to Nazareth for the census and Jesus was born. Kind of like that. Except with comments leaving your location? You can be anonymous if you like, I couldn't care less. And you don't even have to be a registered blogger user to comment! So do it!

Current Listening; Andy, You're A Star - The Killers.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

He's At It Again!

Sam here....

 

 

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You all remember my distain for our lovely friend here, yes? On his knees, begging. Oh poor him la la la. Couldn't give a flying shit, really. Well today on my way home from College, I caught him at it again! Outside a diferent shopping centre begging. I'm thinking of starting a collection, quite frankly.

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On his knees, again? Who does he think he is??

 

And he's wearing the same outfit he wore last time. Ew