It's so hot here. I hate this school. Not to be whiny, but I am so miserable here. I hate how easy the classes are. I hate how no one here actually gives a shit about learning. I hate the whole atmosphere. It leaves me feeling strange and blank and lost.
I have a date-type-thing with the blue haired boy tonight. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't care about him in the least. He's not T. Sure, he's quite attractive. But he's not as smart, as funny, as clever. He doesn't have that smile. Besides, he's kind of a slut. He reminds me too much of my first ex. After I agreed to go out with him, he asked me why I was interested in him. I guess it wasn't until then that I realized he was after something more than physical contact. I don't like him. I just want something. I want physical contact. I haven't even so much as held hands with someone besides T since the end of my freshman year. I need to move on, and the blue-haired boy is just a meaningless rebound.
I am incorrigible.
Oh, and this might be kind of strange, but I really would like an ana/weight loss buddy. If anyone wants to send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org, I would be more than happy to trade moral support, tips, etc :)