*sigh* My night started alright, but in the last hour my night has been ruined. Now I’m in a horrible mood. I hate being blamed or accused of being a certain way when I had no intention of doing whatever I was accused of. I hate technology sometimes. I feel like it creates a barrier between you and the person you’re talking to and somewhere in the middle, things get lost in translation. I miss when people used to call.
Anyway, while I was brooding away, I was using a cuticle cutter and I managed to slip and cut myself pretty badly. I’ve cut the skin from my cuticle down vertically. Now it’s bleeding a lot. Then followed a lot of cussing under my breath. I’ve been running around for the past 20 minutes looking for a damn bandaid. I managed to find two laying far in the bathroom drawer. They’re so old; Paper wrap has turned yellow over the years. I’m hoping the blood doesn’t seep through. We definitely need to keep a box of bandaids around here. Because you never know!
What a way to end the day. I swear, one day I’m going to hurt myself really badly, or kill myself because I can be so accidently prone. I’m so careless. :/
My biggest regret ever is not having a sexual experience with an Asian. This is something that I have always wanted, but I never got a chance to experience it. I got married last summer (to a non-Asian), so now all bets are off as far as fulfilling that fantasy goes. I should have acted on my desires earlier in life.
WTH. This is the third biggest regret I’ve read involving regrets about not having sex with an asian. GAWSH, ARE WE THAT AWESOME IN BED? XD