I Broke Up With My Girlfriend

So I broke up with my girlfriend a couple of days ago which sucks now but I’ll get over it. We both thought it was not working out so we threw in the towel together rather than me finishing her or her finishing me. But looking back on it I can see why it was not working out for her and why she started getting on my nerves, I mean we hardly saw each other we were dating for 9 weeks and I must have went out with her like 5-6 times so I can see why she wanted to end it for sure.

So my fault once again, must move forward with no regrets to my decisions however dumb they might be at times. On a side note I was supposed to hangout with a friend today and make sexy time like Borat but she got stuck in Town and could not meet me so I’m waiting outside the local store like an asshole for 25 minutes then I’m just like, fuck this and I leave and go home and text her asking where the fuck she is and that I were waiting there for 25 minutes she explains she got stuck and had no credit, no money and didn’t know where her friend was who had credit on her phone.

Quite an unlikely scenario if I say so myself anyway moving on, College continues to be an utter pain in the ass however I must trudge on with it and progress through the levels of the course purely because if I don’t my Mum will kick my ass out of the house which would suck because I certainly am not making enough money to support the amount of electricity I go through with my several computer systems that are running most of the day.

My 18th birthday is soon (15th March) look forward to being able to purchase alcohol, go to strip clubs, do anything I want, go to strip clubs oh wait I already said that. I am also saving up to buy a motorcycle so when I’m 18 I don’t have to look like an asshole rocking a Haro F5 bmx, not to mention I’m sure it will get me a ton of ass. Talking about my ass getting career once again, I think this weekend I shall go on a poontang bender and tear up most of the blank pieces I didn’t before I got into a relationship with Gemma.

Anyway moving on I have to be up at 7:00 AM and the time is now 2:00 AM so I think it’s time I call it a night so I can get up for college in the morning only to have my dress code taken the piss out of my one of my immature fellow colleagues who obviously doesn’t understand that woman like guys in tight t-shirts, skinny jeans, bright colours, and long styled hair, but I’m sure this wont be the last post I make regarding this because if it continues throughout the year I may end up rather unhappy.