I feel like it’s Valentine’s Day…

Of course I felt like this on V-day:

I wrote on the 20th about my break from my lent promise to God, well, I guess it did piss Jesus off. He hasn’t talked to me since the 21st. Looks like the ol’ hit it and quit it. Why do men wait a year pretending to be your friend to get into your pants? That’s a shitload of effort to throw away in one friggin day.

On the bright side, I’ll have so much more time to write stories now that I’m not canoodling like a teenager around the dorm. >:[

Boys suck.

Addendum:

So I just saw him in the lobby and he couldn’t even look me in the eye, I smiled and told him “sup” (just to rub it his face that I’m not sitting home boo hooing over him) and he mumbled something and walked away all pissed. Seriously kid? Are we back in middle school?

Oh well, its his issue not mine. He can run away from me all he wants becuase I’m not chasing.

Author: N'jaila

N'jaila Rhee grew up in north New Jersey and graduated with a degree in Journalism and Communication media from Rutgers University in 2009. Rhee began exotic dancing while attended classes at Rutgers, and still dances at special events. Currently working professionally in media in the NYC metro area, she enjoys writing erotica, eating Nilla wafers and giggling at the word "balls". View all posts by N'jaila