don't know what to do with myself...

God I am a cliche.
I'm pretty sure that he's not interested, right. Oh, well, that's not true. I wouldn't know. I just automatically assume disinterest because I lack quite a bit of self esteem - You get that. But, you know, do I message again and ask if he's going to be out tonight? Or do I just let it fade into oblivion. Meh, I don't know. It's just a friendly question isn't it. Oh well, not really, not in this context it's not at all. But he doesn't know that does he. I can't decide what to do with myself. Do I take shit into my own hands becuase I hate not knowing...waiting...all the bollocks.

I'm essentially grappling with the big question that pretty much every girl / woman / lady seems to struggle with...why say "I'll call you" and then not call. Does it mean "ok bye" or "I never ever want to see you again, ever" or what?! Gah, then again. Me being the needy tragic person that I am never really gave it enough time to see if he was going to call or not. I'm terribly impatient.

Gosh. I don't even have any friends around to ask right now...Penni's not awake and Sturmy's off doing training. God damn.

Perhaps I should just flip a coin...but that's really just me asking for something to say, "yeah, it's totally not tragic if you message and ask." I've already asked my facebook magic eight ball twice about it...and it's like "how about no." Oh, well, it wasn't quite that snarky about it because it's not an adolescent girl, such as myself.

19 still counts as teenaged right. I'm supposed to have rocketed into adult maturity yet am I? I feel as though I probably should have. I didn't have a lot (READ ANY, oh well, not compared to a lot of my peers) boy experience during high school...so I don't know what to do with myself...as I'm pretty sure I've stressed earlier in my rant.

I wonder what the new grinners album is like. The mind boggles.

In other news? Have you seen the finalists for the ARIAs. God. If powderfinger wins anything I think I'm going to have to cut off my fingers just as a sign of defiance. I hate powderfinger.
Turds. Damn their catchy pop rock songs. Motherfuckers. Gotye for best album. At least that's new and exciting. Better than powderfinger. Bernard Fanning needs to be shot in the face.

I'm going to start up a facebook group..."Powderfinger isn't any good" or something to that effect.

effect or affect?
I've lost interest. I'll find some one that think's i'm so brilliant that they'll pay someone else a small fortune to edit my signs of illiteracy.

In conclusion:
Grinspoon > Powderfinger...I'm pretty sure that means 'better than'
maths was never my strong point.