Dream Eater

So I've been thinking and like, I need a boyfriend. Or a the very least a boy who is kind of attractive to flirt with!
And right now I have neither. Nor do I have a job or life.

Kayleigh is synonymous with woe.

So like, here is a thought. Get a job at some place awesome that is inhabited by awesome people. Get to know awesome coworkers including one who is slightly older than me but not so much so I still have a chance. Flirt shamelessly with said guy. Score.

And here is reality. Get a job at some crap hole that is inhabited by A-holes. Try to avoid everyone especially the A-holes because I am anti-social. Notice the cute awesome guy who is way out of league after making bitch out of self. Try to flirt but is awkward so end up humiliating self. Rinse and Repeat.

I hate my life.

This entry is very reminiscent of my MySpace journal days....
I need to stop sitting in my room, reading romantic Naruto fanfiction, and listening to Hey There Delilah. Because I am pathetic. And stuff.
I also need to stop reading funny//romantic fanfiction because it is giving me unrealistic expectations for boys and awesomeness. And they make me hate my life. Because it is boring and notsome.

Sigh.

I really like my new Star Wars poster. And I like my new hair. And I like the fact that I lost Two Pounds from playing DDR.
New habit? I think so.

Fourth of July tomorrow. I don't really like fireworks. In fact, I kinda hate them. But I do like parties!

We need to get new guy friends. Ones that I can flirt with. Yeah.

Well. Ho hum.