It has been quite the week.

Came back and read my post from Saturday.........Damn, what a rambling piece of shit that was. I was pretty tired and worn out when I wrote that, and it really did make sense in my head as I was writing it. Oh well, it's not like anyone has been reading these anyways. I have kept a diary since I was 9 or 10, and I kind of got out of it when I was out of High School. I certainly don't plan on writing on this every day, but I must say it is pretty therapeutic.

It has been a real shit week for me. Got a call Monday night from a friend who say my boyfriend over at Barnes & Noble with a girl. I knew his sister was in town, so stupid me, figured it was her. So I sent him a text to ask him what he was doing. Fucker told me he was at home with a headache watching wrestling. I still gave him the benefit of the doubt until my friend sent me a picture message with him and his slut. She definitely was not his sister. She was this little pixie emo barely five feet with short blond hair. She had her hand in his back pocket.

Was I pissed? Sure. Not so much because he was cheating, but because he didn't tell me that he wanted to move on. Move on, I don't give a fuck. He was another boy in a long line of boys that I will probably date before I someday get married. We wasn't "the one", and I told him so. But why lie? Why not man up and say that it was time to see other people. The bad part is, this little bitch is a Junior in fucking High School. Seriously? You can't find someone older to cheat on me with?

Whatever............So, on a different note: I went to a "sex party" at a friends house. The kind of party where you can buy dildo's and vibrators and creams and lotions and lingerie. Anyhow, this is the first one that I had ever been too. The lady that was doing it was funny as hell, and everyone was having a good time. So, she starts passing around Q-tips and a jar of jelly. She tells each of us to take a little bit on the Q-tip, and go in to the bathroom and rub a little bit on our clits. One at a time of course. I wasn't going to do it, but my married friend did it, and a couple of others, and I didn't wanna be left out. So I did. I can't remember what it was called (I didn't buy any), but HOLY SHIT. It kind of tingled at first, and it didn't really hit me until I went back out to sit down, but damn. I was soaking wet.........the kind of wet that made me worry about it soaking through my undies and getting a wet spot on my pants. And now that I think about it, I bet it is a set up. Get the women all horned up, then take them in to the bedroom to take their private orders. Yeah, I ended up buying the Blue Dolphin. Those of you that have it, know what I am talking about. I have had it less then 4 days, and have used it close to 10 times.

Anyways, have to take off now. Catch ya on the flip side.
Love ya