My Female Counterparts (not my boobs)

I use to have alot of friends. I use to go to alot of parties. I use to go continually to the beach, to the mountains, and random road trips almost every weekend. Then half of my friends went to college in the states, and the other half stayed here. The half that left were all female, and the half that stayed was all male. Then I got a boyfriend and forgot about any and all friends. I am the shitty friend that never e-mails and forgets your birthdays. Every night I would go to my boyfriends house and watch tv and play videogames. Sometimes we would go out, but hardly ever. It was great at first. I was tired of partying and clubbing and inhaling massive amounts of second-hand smoke. But then it got boring. I wanted to go out once in awhile. I wanted to dance. The relationship took a turn for the worse. It wasn't expanding, it wasn't growing, it was stagnant. Now the relationship is gone, and I am trying to reconnect to all of my missing friends. The female half is down for Christmas vacation so we've been going out quite alot. We've been talking about stuff that only girls talk about, sometimes trivial, but always entertaining. It's like my female side has been silent for so long, she's now making up for lost time by giggling, gossiping, laughing, and talking about this, that and the other. And it feels good. I'm glad the girls are back. They've been sorely missed. On friday night I got home at 3:30 am, Saturday I got home at 3:45 am, and tonight I got home at midnight. What I am trying to say is that the posting might be a bit sporadic due to the insane amounts of partying and the Christmas season. Oh and I still haven't done any Christmas shopping. Woopee, I looooove Christmas shopping! Not.

In more interesting news that you don't want to know about, I think I have a spider bite on my right bicep. So, I'm either dead by morning, get a severe infection where my arm has to be cut off, or I get superpowers and shoot webs from my wrists and become incredible agile and limber. When I told my mom about the possible spider bite, she told me to apply cortisone on it because obviously cortisone is a cure all. Have an eye infection? Cortisone! Bleeding to death? Cortisone! High blood pressure? Cortisone! Here's hoping I'm the next spiderwoman. Also that I don't die, 'cause that would suck.