if i was a guy, i’d just be a pimp, but since i’m blessed with boobs and a kitty kat, it’s not always observed the same way. i thought the twitter was just a nice place to make new friends and such, not somewhere were people make observations of you and observations turn into assumptions and assumptions turn into ideas about who you are as a person. i honestly do not think that’s fair. i think you can get an idea about who someone is, but you cannot define them by what you see them tweet. i mean seriously, how good can someone express themselves in 140 characters or less? not very well, really.
today seems like its been going on for forever. goodness.
im at work - half bored/half sleep. i took my lunch late because i was stuck on the phone with a lady who truly didn’t want to be on the phone with me. eh.
the air isn’t working in my car, so i had all four windows open and the sunroof as well, its windy, as a result, my hair is not so cute anymore =(
people have been getting on my nerves all. i feel like i’m still caring too much about people, but i still haven’t mastered about when to care and when not to. just because someone doesn’t give me as much attention as i give them doesn’t always mean they don’t care about me as much as i care for them, but that doesn’t stop it from hurting a touch, here and there.
i want to talk to * * * * * about ignorning me though. that however is something you do not do to someone that you care about. he and i have been having this issue for years and i just want a resolution. i love and care for him, but enough is enough ya know.