Saturday...lonely Saturday

Saturday Shiny went on a romantic weekend with SB (Sweet Boyfriend) He didn’t tell her where they were going he arranged everything, soooo cute they just killed me, they are sooo in love. I just prefer to watch silly videos in you tube locked in my room.

Shanti came to see me and we drank red wine, she invited me to her wedding!!!! after the second glass I was pretty happy, I am a very cheap date, I need to work on that…She left all sober… while here I was drunk dialing in the middle of the day, how pathetic is that?

The worst is that when I am in that state, I said the truth and only the truth, I don’t need much, I even confessed my age and my weight!!!!! I would never ever tell that sober. I always lie about my age, just like my mom, who was 45 for ten consecutive years. Sexual orientation, oral sex and who knows what else I discussed with my poor cousin, who was just holding on in my drunken afternoon, until I listened his buckle and the hair spray... he was getting ready to go out and discovered the delicious touch of the night, while I am here hugging my macbo, how pathetic is that?

1/2 Farlos called me, pretending not being concern about my mental health, Juan Valiente called me also, don’t remember the conversation, I hope I don’t have to make amends today.

I nip tucked, got hyperventilated, my heart was jumping as well as myself, I danced 10 times “hips don’t lie” in front of the mirror with my belly uncovered, hoping that by repetition I could get the sensuality of Shakira (didn’t work). I ended up watching manga at 3:30AM. Tentacles and dolls with huge eyes, I simply don’t get it.

I forgot my knee pads in Amherst, today I have rug burns all over. I need to figure how to communicate with certain creature and I simply have no clue. Meanwhile I am listening Simon and Garfunkel, maybe they might know the answer I am looking for.