Dudes. Assuming my calculations are correct, I've lost about 4 inches off my body since 6.11. How crazy is that? I think I did my math wrong, but we'll say I didn't.
Also, typhoon. I'm hoping for a typhoon day tomorrow. Or that that guy I'm "going out with" doesn't message me back because he came to the same conclusion I did - to not continue. I shouldn't, but he makes me feel kinda like a ped. I mean, he's 22, so he's not much younger than me at all, but I still feel like a ped. I mean, say this sentence to yourself and see how you feel: "The person I'm dating is at camp for school."
See. Totally wrong.
He was easy to talk to, but I think we'd make better friends if anything. (I totally want to play his Dragon Quest games)
(And, just so you know, I have the biggest penis in the world. I got told that many times as they were pointing to this one boy. It could be that they just had their English confused, but perhaps they do know my secret. I also got asked by one boy "Can I have sex?" I'm still not sure if he knows what he was saying, and I'm not sure I want to know what he meant to say. When I answered "yes," he asked "why?" I think there was some language problems for this conversation. So...what did you do at work today?)