it's late, and i need sleep.

tomorrow is new years and i cant help but think that it's going to suck giant lopsided balls.

it's one thing to be in a room filled with people. it's another thing entirely to be in a room filled with couples... especially when so far every male half of the couple adjenda in the room you've messed around with at one point or another... and there you are... forever single sierra.

it's not even that i want a boyfriend. I'm happy alone. but i'm so sick of all these fucking PDA friendly couples. i hate it. it's fucking rude and annoying. make out when you're alone, assholes, no one else wants to see it.

btu whatever. ryan and chris said that i should skip on the hotel festivites and go to their house and party. i'm game for that if all else fails. though i'll still have to pay for the fucking hotel, because it would be shitty of me otherwise.

this kid and i have been talking alot lately. it'd be cool if we ended up doing something together... but whatever, right?

i'm too tired to carry on with this.

PS I got my first tattoo session today. pictures later, or maybe you'll see in person. finish on friday. yay for the scraping feeling of tattoo work. i find it oddly exhilirating.

have a happy new year, kids.