December

<----Since I'm really good at the internet, I found a picture of my beautiful baby. He's so big! I miss Bagheera so bad.

I am really glad this year is almost over. I'm ready to ship out. Naturally, this morning, I had lots of things to write about.

I no longer have lots of things to write about.

After two months of letting Eric's relationship request simmer in my mailbox, I accepted it. No sooner did two hours pass that this girl who I have always despised due to her unclean and untruthful nature, sends Eric a message saying that she's really happy that we are back together. I think it was big of her to say that if they were friends, but its still so fucking sketchy. This girl has wanted to bone Eric, and has tried while we were dating. It skeezes me out when gross girls that he knows, and he knows a lot of gross girls, still FLIRT with him, no matter what their relationship status is. So yeah, K.R, I still don't like you.

Fashion show on Saturday, then HOPEFULLY going to see my sweet Aubrey.

Quick, to the slutcave!

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Frustrated.

Vintage!

If I have to deal with one more slutty girl, I will throw up. Last night Aubrey, Ash, and I among others went to the Mineshaft to get our lady-dance on. Kelzey, a girl that Eric knows, who has tried to start things with me before, and who I very much do not like tried to start something with me by texting him and telling him I was doing things I shouldn't be. All this girl does is stand around being butt-ugly and wanting to fuck my boyfriend. Among the two other slutty girls I come in contact with or have to live with knowing they are still in existence, make me so sick. I don't understand how you can have such little self-respect to realise that guys are only talking to you because you're like the town bicycle; everyone has had a free ride.

Eric got mad at me for calling at bitching her out. I couldn't help it. I am so sick of girls thinking that they can talk to my boyfriend in a sexual way and there be no reprocussions from me. I've been through Hell for and with this boy, and I'm not letting this go that easily. The 'scene,' for lack of a better word, is so disgusting. Just because you have tattoos does not make you exciting. Just because you can drink a lot does not make you cool. I had so much fun with Ash and Aub making hand gestures for 'Too Legit to Quit' than I had the entire time I was at the bar. Indianapolis has a lot of potential. Its a beautiful city. It just happens to have quite a large slut problem.

Side note: I do not want Aubrey to move! I better get really accquainted with SouthWest Airlines.

Seriously, unless we're friends, I don't want to hear about my relationship. Don't talk about it, don't think about it, and maybe drink some of the anti-freeze in your parent's garage.