| Guys... Ugh! |
[Sep. 29th, 2004|03:14 pm] |
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| | "Drops of Jupiter" by Train | ] |
Okay, here's the deal. Recently, I have had a revelation: guys blow. I can't stand 'em sometimes. You do something nice for them, ya bust your ass trying to do it, and they never appreciate it. They just have to question your every movement. Maybe I should specify a bit. First off, stuff like this has happened to me a million times in the past, but I guess I needed one more time to really get it into my head. Ya see, I've been chatting a lot with this guy on AIM, and I was really starting to like him. There was just one thing that bothered me: he kept asking, and asking for a picture of me. I explained to him that I don't have a digital camera or a scanner and, in my opinion, that should've been enough. The matter should've been dropped there. But no, he kept asking and making suggestions, telling me to borrow a camera or a scanner from one of my friends, or get a friend of mine to take a pic of me in something form-fitting. Why should I bother my friends (most of whom are just as poor as I am and, therefore, are very protective of their electronic gadgets when and if they get them...) about something so trivial just 'cause some guy wants to see what my figure is like and if my breasts are as big as I said they are? (BTW: if I was gonna lie about my breast size, I would've bumped myself up to a D cup...) I gave him a description, shouldn't that be enough? Apparently not. So, I go through hell trying to get a picture to him so he'll stop bugging me about it. I couldn't find anything very recent (I'm not a picture person...) until last weekend. Amongst the stuff that my boyfriend returned to me were some pictures that I'd give him of myself in, well, compromising poses... I managed to bribe my roommate into letting me use her scanner, which wasn't at all easy (I wound up fixing her car, doing her laundry, and it's now my job to clean the entirety of the apartment for the next two weeks), and he has the gall to complain?!? Ugh! After all the hell I went through, he wants more pictures of me. He claims that the room I was in for the pics looks like the backdrop of a cheesy, amateur porn shoot, that it looks like I stole them off some porn site or something. Which, at the very least, is extrememly offensive considering it's my old room at my parents' place. For Pete's sake, it was hard enough getting the first pics to him, there's no way in Hell that I'm going to try getting more pics. As it is, I went through enough trouble for pictures that I wound up deleting anyway (I wouldn't want my parents to use my computer on one of their surprise visits and come across pics of me like that...) Ugh! Why can't guys just be grateful for what they get? Why do they push and nit-pick so much? |
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| Interesting Weekend Ahead |
[Sep. 24th, 2004|10:16 am] |
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| | "Barracuda" by Heart | ] |
My weekend is gonna suck, and not in a good way. My ex boyfriend rounded up all the things that I had left at his place, everything he'd borrowed from me, and most things that I gave him. Now, he wants me to come out a get them. He says that if he brings them to me it'll ruin his relationship with his new fiance. I don't really believe it, but I agreed to drive out and get my things (that's like three or four weekends in a row that I've wound up going outta town... I should get the jerk to reimburse me for gas or something...) Somehow, my mother found out that I was gonna be going to get my stuff, so she decided that I should spend the rest of the weekend at home (my parents live just outside the town that my ex lives in.) Now I'm up for a weekend of nagging, and can my mother ever nag! "Do you have a new boyfriend yet?" "Stop dressing like a slut!" "Sit up straight." "Help out with the dishes." "You're heading into a dead-end career you know. Thank GOD your father and I can rely on your sister to take care of us in our old age..." All these are just some of the things I'm going to have to hear this weekend. Those are her stock questions and statements. She'll have at least ten more that I'm not expecting. Ugh, I need a weekend to myself for once... |
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| The Vixen is Ill |
[Sep. 17th, 2004|09:20 am] |
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| |  sick | ] |
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| | The whistle of the tea kettle. | ] |
I'm sick. I've got an upset stomach, a fever, and a sore throat. It probably came from a guy I sat next to during a sociology lecture earlier in the week. He was sweating and coughing until he finally left about half way through.
Yesterday, I had plans to have a quick breakfast with a friend of mine. She called me a few times, and got worried when I didn't answer. When she came over, my roommate let her in, and my friend said that I looked awful. She wouldn't let me outta bed all day, and refused to allow me to go to class. She wants me to stay home today since I'm supposed to visit my parents for the weekend, and I think I should stay in bed most of today. I'm just quickly posting this to let anyone who might be wondering what happened to me know that I'm sick. |
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| A Lot Has Happened |
[Sep. 13th, 2004|11:25 am] |
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| |  cheerful | ] |
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| | "What Would You Do" by City High | ] |
Wow. I didn't realize how long it'd been since I last updated my journal. Quite a bit has happened. Classes started again, and things seem to be going well. I suggested to one of my theatre instructors that we do "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" as one of our productions this year, and she liked the idea. We're doing it as our second production. We haven't been told yet what we'll be doing as our musical this year. I'm hoping to manage getting a small speaking role instead of working back stage this time. I hate not being able to sing.
I broke up with my boyfriend on the weekend. I suspected him of cheating on me with his ex for a while, so I drove out to his town and confronted him about it. He admitted that he was planning on breaking up with me anyway, since he'd asked his ex (though, I guess she's not his ex anymore...) to marry him on Friday. I was so pissed off at him at first, but then I realized how relieved I am. I'm just so happy that I don't have that weight tied to me anymore. It's like he was some anchor off in the distance, preventing me from exploring the world.
I'm having so much fun on AIM lately. I've met a few guys through my LJ profile. Some turned out to be duds, but that's always to be expected when you list cyber sex as an interest... There are some, though, that I chat with pretty regularly. |
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| I'm Home! |
[Aug. 30th, 2004|09:48 am] |
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| |  content | ] |
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| | "Let Me Entertain You" by Robbie Williams | ] |
I just got back after a crummy visit and an even crummier road trip. Luckily, I don't live with the friend I was staying with. My roommate's not back until the day before classes start (the seventh, this year), so I've got the whole place to myself. I love feeling at home and knowing that I won't have any intrusion from anyone. I'm so glad to be here! |
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| Can't Wait To Be Home Again |
[Aug. 27th, 2004|11:55 pm] |
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| |  horny | ] |
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| | "Building a Mystery" by Sarah McLachlan, played over Muzak | ] |
Posting From: A relatively deserted internet cafe...
I'm on my way home. I'm road-tripping it back to campus, and I can't wait to get back home. I've been repressed for waaaaay too long. I'm so horny it actually hurts. Worst part is, I don't know how long I can be satisfied with taking care of it myself. I can't wait to be able to get back to my usual online exploits. All that crap with being monitored while online really cramped my style. I think I need to learn some new tricks when it comes to gettin' the job done on my own, so I can have it a bit easier next time I'm 'net depraved, er, deprived... |
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| Bored |
[Aug. 13th, 2004|11:45 am] |
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| | horny | ] |
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| | "Stupid" by Sarah McLachlan | ] |
I'm visiting friends, and they live in a tiny, little town where everyone is a bible thumping prude. It's sooo boring. The only time I can visit my favourite sites on the 'net is when everyone else is asleep, otherwise my friend's mom hovers over your shoulder and watches everything you do. Not to mention, she screens all of your IM conversations.
The most exciting thing to do around here is Bible study, and the whole town closes down after that's finished (8:00 pm) At first I thought it wouldn't be so bad. I figured that there would be some sexually repressed guys around, and it wouldn't be too bad. Looks like I was wrong. I can't wait to leave in September. 'Til then, it looks like my roleplays and regular 'net surfing have to wait until I can get the house to myself or think up an excuse to be on the computer after everyone is asleep... Oh, the horror...
Note: BTW, they've all gone to the corner store for some ice cream, and they all thought I was still asleep. I'm probably gonna get in shit when they get back, but at least I was able to post an entry and answer e-mail... |
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| More About Vindictive Vixen |
[Aug. 2nd, 2004|02:48 pm] |
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| |  creative | ] |
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| | "The Boy is Mine" by Brandy and Monica (I think...) | ] |
Okay. A lot of people ask me why I am the way that I am (particularly online, because my essence is more intense online.) Well, I'm a very sensual person, my mind's always in the gutter, my sex drive is twice that of an average woman, and I've always viewed the human body as very artistic (therefore, I believe that nudity has artistic merit.) I love to cyber for a few reasons (two being my sensuality and my sex drive...), but my biggest reason right now is my boyfriend. He's a great guy, we have lots of fun together, but he's not that great (or frequent) in bed and he lives a few hours away from me. I wanna stay with him (he's really that great a guy), but I need to get some kicks someplace else. So, I go online. He supports it 'cause he just can't keep up with me, and neither of us see it as cheating. He figures that if it's okay for him to look at porn while we're apart, I can cyber and indulge in the erotic all I want. As for my references to "sturdy young men to bend to my will", well, that mostly comes from erotic rpg characters I play and such. I have a few erotic rpg characters that I play frequently, and I'm always willing to try a new character or even type of character out (ie: I used to stick to vindictive sex-fiends until a couple of years ago when an online friend got me to try the schoolgirl type. Now I play schoolgirls pretty frequently and I'm open to other character types.) I do most of my rpging on AOL Instant Messenger because I got tired of message board politics and trying to keep track of people coming and going to and from different boards. So, that's pretty much it for now. (Nothing much happens during the summer...) I'll be posting more interesting stuff in September when I head back to university (I'm even farther from my boyfriend now [visitng friends outside of the Province for the summer...] so I've been cybering a little more frequently...) Ta for now. |
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| Setting Up My Lair |
[Jul. 29th, 2004|01:25 pm] |
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| |  dirty | ] |
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| | "Here Without You" by 3 Doors Down | ] |
Hello and beware, all that enter my lair, for I am not your average vixen. I will tell you about myself. I am a 22 year old college student, and I enjoy finding sturdy young men to bend to my will. I listen to many types of music, though I don't much enjoy the kinds found in my usual haunts. I am studying theatre and wish to become an actress. My biggest hobby is cybering and I greatly enjoy the art of erotica. |
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