i have nothing better to do

amazingly tired. fuck.

a good friend had a 21st birthday party last night. keg galore. i brought jello shots. somehow two of the roommates bro'd up and punched each other in the eye. one might've broke his wrist? it looked bad. i (again) had sex with the guy i'm crushing on so hard, who is unfortunately moving out of the state in a few months. so, i'm trying to get my kicks now.

unfortunately, this leads to the next issue. i have a hatred for birth control. and, like most guys, i think sex it better without condoms. so, once again, i have to get plan b (morning after pill). i really need to work on this. it's only the second time having to purchase it, but i should probably be much more careful than i have been.

somehow, i don't fucking know how, this came up in conversation with me brother. that i had to go buy plan b. and he went and started saying how i "have to have more respect for my body" and "don't let a guy take advantage of me". which kind of left me speechless. because i don't let guys take advantage of me. if anything, i'm taking advantage of them. i want sex usually more than they do. which is kind of suprising. but, him saying this to me was just kind of like a punch in the stomach. my brother-- the 17 year-old ex crack dealer-- thinks i'm doing something wrong. it's just weird. maybe i am a whore...

but yes, now for my to-do list for me:

1. call pharmacy, make sure they carry plan-b. buy.
2. call up psychologist, change appt.
3. buy new sneakers. mine have officially died.
4. yoga
5. write final paper

woohoo for no more classes! it's so fucking nice.