June 18
Okay, I'm 25 and not in control of my life. So now I'm thinking maybe Julie got me this journal for a reason and the reason is um. Okay so I don't know what the reason is yet but I guess I'll write and find out. And now I can bitch and not feel like everybody's judging me. No one wants to hang out with the sad girl or the always complaining girl an no guy wants to date her.
Kim tries to help and I love her for trying but I just want to be cranky and hate life right now or something. She's really enjoying this online dating crap and trying to get me to do it. Dude, I meet enough creeps just working at the bank everyday. I don't really need to meet the cyber creeps.
She's just lucky and I'm not. She met this gorgeous artist guy who is like that scene in the movie where the man of your dreams walks through the door with the hair and the he's a sculptor which is so hot but how much fun would it really be? I'll bet he's fantastic in bed though. She hasn't slept with him yet.
Awesome. Now I'm living vicariously through my roommate and making up fantasies about the guy she went out to dinner with once. Sweet. Maybe if I were always the most popular girl in the room with the megawatt smile and the legs up to here I'd meet the hot internet dates too. Maybe there's a magic pill to get legs like that.
Seriously though, I know I'm not a dog face or whatever but I'm short with brown hair just like everyone else and not like Kim!!!
Maybe some magic boyfriend will come into the bank and will say Who's that teller over there? She has such a sadness in her eyes. Someone should take her to dinner." Dun-dun-da-dah! At least I make myself laugh.
I should stop comparing myself to Kim. At least I should stop living vicariously through her dates. Am I ready to let the internet fix my love life?
NO.
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