Right As Rain

I have hands down THE BEST dreams when I’m really fucking hungover. 

I’m still trying to decide if the exchange is worth it to ever get that shitfaced again. 

I need to write that shit down and write a book or something. It was that good. 

When my (now) ex left me for the home-wrecking harlot that had been trying to come between us for the last year? 

Yeah, so much for that, right? I mean, it’s only 4 years of my life down the drain. Nbd. It’ll just serve as a lesson not to trust anyone in a long-distance relationship. How was I supposed to know you’d be so desperate as to find whatever garbage was lying around as soon as I went off to uni, even though we’d been together for 3 years at that point? Serves me right for letting my guard down. I should’ve known that you’d turn to whatever pathetic excuse for a human being that was throwing themselves at you as soon as I left. 

All those stories that you told, all the lies that spewed from your lips, all the excuses time and time again: 

That’s fine though. When you’re left unsatisfied by her boring, pushover, submissive nature and her lack of drive to do anything other than fap to shitty anime for the rest of her life, I’ll be here saying ‘I told you so’. 

You won’t be happy. You won’t be satisfied, neither in your life together nor in your bedroom. You’ll miss me, in more ways than one. But you’ve changed and frankly, I really dislike the person you’ve become. You’re not the person I once was happy to be with and you’re definitely not the person I fell for so long ago. You’re arrogant to the point of obnoxious, you’re manipulative and conniving for all the wrong reasons, you’re a liar and a cheater and I simply don’t appreciate who you are anymore. 

Meanwhile, I’m about to graduate, get a job, move out of this dead-end state and do something with my life. I’ll get over you. I’m already starting to. It’s not hard when I think of all the fuckery you’ve put me through over the last 4 years. I’m done. Da-dun-done. And I’m not looking back. I hope you enjoyed it while it lasted because you’ll be lucky if you ever get to see me again. 

The following are the lyrics to a song that I wrote (along with my good friend Cassandra) back in 2009. I’m posting them because I love them and frankly I’d like to share.

Here goes: 

Oyster Diver
by Janette Holmes and Cassandra Corbin 

Come out of the closet and step into the world.
Some may despise you, but that’s just absurd.
Let’s be honest: you like ‘em hot.
Big tits or small ones; as long as they’ve got a twat.

‘Cause you’re an oyster diver. 
You can’t deny her.
Put on your plaid vest 
And say ‘fuck you’ to straightness.
‘Cause when you’re an oyster diver, pussy is the best.

Some like them hairy, and some like them clean.
Some like a runway with some in between.
Some like ‘em juicy, some dry to the bone.
No matter your preference, just make sure that she moans.

‘Cause you’re an oyster diver.
You can’t deny her.
Some may call you a dyke
When pussy is what you like.
But you’re an oyster diver. Stop trying to fight.

We’ve all had issues with living the lie.
But come on, let’s be real: You act like a guy.

You’re an oyster diver.
You can’t deny her.
No matter what they say,
You know you’re totally fucking gay.

We’re oyster divers.
And you can’t deny us.
We’re not trying to hide.
We’re just showing off some pride.
‘Cause we’re oyster divers. Let us live our lives!

In case y’all didn’t know. 

I WANNA TAKE ITALIAN CINEMA.

Then take it with me! It’s taught in English, so it’s not like you have to be an upper level Italian student to take it! =)

I’m only sharing because I’m excited that
A.) I’m finally graduating from uni and
2.) I am excited for my class subjects

-Italian 3 (reading/conversational)
-Italian Cinema
-Psychology of Criminal Behavior
-Comparative Genocide 

The last two are of course why I’m stoked. Talk about an interesting couple of classes, amirite?!

Also, I don’t have classes on Friday anymore!