Okay, so I get up with the flu, or course and I drag myself to school. While in my Psychology class, I start to get all hot, and my vision becomes expelled. So, I got all sick all of a suddened, and passed out and the perimedics came and took me to the hospital. So, I get tere and they are wheeling by four convicts bloody and shit, and I'm like "I'm so out of here" It was no big deal anyways because it's just the flu. So, I go to my Communications class and head to my car to discover I locked my keys in my car! Ugh. So I had to call the campus police. They helped me back in the car. SO, I get home and tell my mom what happened today and she totally bitches me out because I didn't call her when I was in the hospital. I mean, it wasn't a big deal, and I didn't need her comming down pretending like she gave a damn. Ugh. so, yeah. And Cory called today. i didn't answer.
Let's back track to my trip to North Carolina. After nearly loosing my entire self I set out to discover and do something different. I was so tired and so alone. While down in North Carolina I redownload one of those gay chat apps because I was bored . Needless to say horny as well, but that's just my entire being. Btw, when they tell you that your sex drive does down as you get older, they're a damn lie. I've never felt as sexually driven as I am now. Ever. Back ti the point, I was feeling all kind of things while trying to figure out what exactly I need to help myself. One experiment was to just stop beating up in myself and not put sexuality on such a high pedestal. I started with thinking that sex was special and reserved for when you meet that special someone and then you open up and then bam. Never been one of the casual sex scene. But my mind at the time was I am never going to find that someone so no use in being sexually frustrated waiting for somethin