Isn't he adorable? He's my Chinese crested puppy. I was going to name him Poopie but my classmates say it's too cruel so instead it's Pookie, the Spooky dog. Hehe. I love him. I just bought him today. He's in my backpack right now, whining and annoying the teachers. He better stop chewing on my iPod or he'll stop being cute. Wonder what Rink will think of him.
Drinking got me thinking (ppfft) about changing my major. It's not that psychology isn't doing much for me but I'm more into music. In the meantime, I'm taking some courses at Berklee over the internet. Refreshing some stuff, you know.
I've been planning something since last night, while I rolled in my bed pondering. Let's just call it a back-up plan, a desperate measures kind of thing. Considering the fact that I don't know who reads this (if any) I won't say anything about it until I'm actually driven to do something like that. Curiosity is probably chewing on you, huh? No hints, so stop asking.
Interesting morning for me. From 8 am to 9 am I had soccer practice (hehehehe XD). Love that song >:) ahem. Considering I'm in an OPEN RELATIONSHIP [I can be a spiteful bitch], I honed in on the team captain. One word: YUM. They are like fish, they're even tastier when you grab them fresh in the morning. He's no exception. Great at 'flexing' too, wonderfully shaped bubble butt. After we finished and while in the shower, I had this great need to 'bond' with the team. The gazes I've given to other members as they showered turned out to be dangerous. Don't you just love it when the juniors stand up and salute? *evil laugh* I spanked a bunch of tushies with a wet towel. Gasps and laughs. Made me delirious for sex. In comes team captain to reward the good player.
After last night's entry I called Nemo so we could go clubbing. The conversation that ensued was amusing:
"Nemo, come and pick me up over at my place"
"Huh? oh, clubbing? YOU? won't the boyfriend mind?" he snickers. I can barely hear him over the loud music in his car.
"He suggested it. So come."
I heard the wheels screech.
"What? what do you mean? oh shit, dude! don't tell me two got into a fight! maaan... this is such a gay soap opera kind of crap. I bet you just wanna get drunk to forget all your issues and then I have to take you back over to the apartment and when we're there you'll beg me to stay and I'll say--"
"Bye Nemo" I was about to hang up and call 9mm.
"Wait! DUDE. Didn't you know patience is a virtue?"
"..."
"Fine. I'll go! I'm there! I'm here! just... gimme 5"
The other conversations we had were irrelevant. Solaris is remodeling and it's awesome. They have this new section in last floor called "The Rainbow Room". It's made just for us fabulous fags. It's a circular room, one half is the bar, where they serve free jelly shots [all colors!] and other drinks [those they do charge, boo.]. The other half the sitting area, then in the center it's the dance floor. The roof is made out of glass so you can gaze into the sky, if you can do that and not pass out by the time you notice that detail. The room's not finished yet though, they want to make these four backrooms for romping. The hallways to get to those rooms will resemble Holland's Red District. My favorite place to sin. Damn, it was fun. The dancing, the grinding, the unknown mouths I kissed as they tempted me with delicious drinks, the rush, the adrenaline, and the bodies I friction with, the smell of hot, sweaty men, the euphoria... just thinking about it makes me hornier. I tried calling Rink twice but that didn't work. He'd love that place. Great music too. Hmm... I'm forgetting something. RIGHT. I had a threesome. *GROAN* Twins, oh my GOD. Oh the sinning! I'm so driving that minibus to hell. Heh. They were gorgeous. *swoon* I mean, such firm bodies, dark eyes, soft hair and eager to please. Who could resist them?! How they fought for my attention. And... Captain has just stood up erect and salutes. Damn it, now I can't move.
So yeah, yesterday wasn't so bad after all. Could have been worse. I'm at college right now, in the middle of class. Wireless internet can be such a savior. It's raining hard. I think it's going to turn into snow any moment now. Fudge, this class is so boring I might just start singing the alphabet out loud. Did I ever mention how peculiar I am?
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