Filter Fail

So, you know that filter between your brain and your mouth that tends to break down when under pressure?  Mine broke just now.  You see, I am having an affair with my model-hot boyfriend and when he and I were having raunchy sex I called out the name of the guy I cheated on him with.  Haha, not.

Actually my friends and I were playing Catchphrase and I had to get them to guess the phrase "make out."  Of course, the first thing that popped into my head was that one of my friends, Alice, had just gotten the ball rolling with another one of my friends, Chad, and had done the exact same thing last night.  So, what does my mouth go and say?

"Alice and Chad did this last night!"

And, of course, Kyle (who's a girl, fyi) yells out "MAKE OUT!", informing the other 5 participants of the circle what had happened there.  Needless to say, Alice is probably royally pissed at me and I feel pretty frickin' bad for letting her secret out.  I'm hiding in my room now.  Baaaaaaaaaka.

I head home tomorrow, and still have a shit-ton of packing to do.  I'm trying really hard to pare down how much clothes I have, but it's still freaking ridiculous how much stuff I have accumulated.  And organizing which things go home, which stay here, and which have to go in which storage bins is even worse.  Excuse me while I go call the wambulance.

Ah, well, happy ending.  Alica and Kyle just burst in here.  Alice promptly yelled "FUCK YOU!" with a smile on her face so I knew I was forgiven.  Too bad I was so relieved I started crying and worried them half to death.  But Kyle ran and got me a Kleenex.  I love having friends.

Who I Am

All right, I figured it out!  Go me.  Actually, it wasn't too difficult considering that there's a "publish post" button right there.  Hm...perhaps I'm not as smart as they tell me.  But enough about me, let's talk about me.

I am a 19-year-old college student who drinks occasionally, doesn't do other drugs, and is currently procrastinating a 5-8 page paper that's due in 4 hours.  (crap)  I've never had a boyfriend or even kissed, so I guess that's moderately pathetic.  I am not completely unattractive physically, but there's something about my demeanor that keeps guys away.  Haven't fallen in love yet, so I guess I'm waiting on that.

I am pretty self-confident, but not to the point of bull-headedness.  If I don't know it, I say so.  I try not to draw conclusions on too little information, so I don't really have any opinions on God, politics, or social issues.  I'd like to think that there's a viable solution to the world, and if I think about nuclear war I get scared.

I'm a romantic.  I like romance movies and get a kick out of smut romance novels.  I plan to have a very large collection in my house, you know, once I get a house.  Sex sounds like fun, so I'm waiting on someone cool enough to have sex with.  I think that dating me would require a large amount of self-confidence and relative maturity.  But a certain type of maturity.  For example, I love playing tag and doing things kids do, it's fun.  But I don't like doing things many people my age do, like getting high and hooking up indiscriminately.  I don't mind that my friends do it at all, that's their way of having fun, just not mine.

I like shoujo manga and read it online way too much.  I've picked up stupid catch phrases, too, like "tanoshi" (it's fun) or "sugoi" (amazing).  And I probably spelled those wrong.  Because I'm going to be writing my thoughts in this blog, I'll probably add in not-english word for kicks.  Why not?  It's mah blog, ne?

Um...we're gonna try this

So, I've never blogged or anything before.  Facebook's as complicated as it gets and I only started that because I went to college and my friends wanted a way to keep in touch, since I never called.  I'll add another post telling about me as soon as I figure out how to post this one.  I go to a smart school, you think I'd be good with computers.