...My life should be a TV show. I'm not fucking kidding. I've had to deal with so much shit in my life- For example! I've had a boyfriend immigrate himself over the boarder to see me, only to have the "men in black" take him away the following Monday. I've also been kicked out of another boyfriends house, in a strange city, in the rain, with no money and no phone and as if that wasn't strange enough by itself!~ I was rescued by one of my cousins who just happens to show up at the shopping center I was hiding [from the rain].

But tonight... Tonight, takes the cake. I-I don't think I can even begin to describe how my night has gone... but here goes.

As you've probably guessed from the title, this little drama involves one of my friends from overseas. For his sake, (although why I even care anymore is beyond me) I'm going to address him as Blockhead because, let's face it, not only is the name well deserved but this is a really fucking embarrassing story.

The night starts innocently enough. I'm sitting at my desk, just futzing around in Subeta's Wardrobe when at 10:34PM, Blockhead messages me and... well, I'm going to let the conversation speak for itself...

( Chat Log - Please forgive his horrid spelling/grammar )

( Cut to save space, NOT to undermine the importance of all this. )

( The Aftermath )

Welp, that's it for me kids. Between my friends distracting me, online crap and my own body rebelling from lack of sleep; this entry took like, 8 hours to write on and off. XD Sorry if some bits don't make sense. I am writing this sleep deprived.
Night all.