Drama! I'm sick of it. I'm sick of everything. jawdropper woke me up this afternoon at 1pm, and recounted her night. The entire time, in my mind, I was screaming "she does it so frequently, and it doesn't faze her!" Everywhere I look, I see people doing it. I've been listening to RATATAT's Remixes, Vol. 1 album on repeat for a day or so, and if you look on the Internet about those rappers - almost all of them do it too. Are they role models?
I'm sick of thinking about it all the time! I hate the expectations. I keep going through the phases in my life, and I think it's time for another. I wasn't always this way, and I think I was happier before. samfu has come in my room, and complains about how he needs to do it more. What am I supposed to do?! Buy some for him?! I think that's going above and beyond the duty of a friend - outside of the conditions of a bachelor party, or a night of failed pimping. (I'm joking about that last one.) However, with so much built up around it, I don't see why it's so important.
Yes, it feels good. I'll admit that. College is a time to experiment, and everyone is in their youthful prime. Sexy, available, bodies walking around and hormones rushing. I want to impress my peers just as much as the next guy. But, is it really impressive for my number to be higher than my friends? I know some guys who have lost count! They just do it.
I hate it. It's getting to me. I'm going to stop... stop... stop!
I'm going to stop wearing more than one layer of clothing.