Eating Without Taste Buds

I've actually (as per use) been trying to get on for a long time. There were so many things I wanted to write about. For instance, I had the strong desire to inform the world in how to make an order at Sonic. But, instead, I'll save that for a day when I don't have other stuff on my mind. It deserves it's own post. So! Coming soon! How To Make An Oder At Sonic! Stay tuned!

But for now... I'm waiting around in my dorm for a friend of mine to go to town for some art supplies. I was on Facebook messing around a little bit, when I realized something... people just don't get me. I mean, yeah, theres the obvious barrier between sarcasm and the internet, but I always feel like I run into it more often then others do. Or maybe I'm just capable of understanding those others? Either way, I somehow have this way of making things go from friendly banter to them getting all offended, or thinking I'm offended. Like, honestly, I don't get offended. And if I do, I'm not gonna dwell on the conversation. I'm gonna move it right along and complain to myself. Seriously, I'm one of the most chill people you'll ever meet. But I'm also kind of a jerk in my mind, so just be wary of that.

For some reason, almost every time I try to see if my spell-check is on by slamming down a few keys, auto correct will pretty much always turn it into the world "folk".

Today, I had some friends come over to my room and I made them peanut butter and honey sandwiches with hot razzberry tea, and one can of orange soda. My rooms a bit of a mess, but it was sorta nice having people over for a change. I'm usually just chill'n by myself, or studying. I think I need to make more of an effort to make friends. I just really want to have fun with people. One of the guys who I thought was just a good friend turned out to like me. I don't like fighting that kind of stuff off, which is why I don't date at all. *sigh* I feel superficial. In all honestly, all I can think about right now is my tongue. I burned it earlier while I was drinking my tea. I want to eat the strawberry blow pop sitting on my desk, but I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to taste it. Don't you hate that? And the taste buds don't grow back for like, an entire day... What am I gonna do when I go to the bank and grab a handful of Dum Dums? Just pretend I can actually tell what flavor it is without looking at the wrapper? *Sigh*. Rich People Problems.

I think I'm gonna buy a camera. If I did, I'd feel more inclined to go out and take photos of fun things. Yeah. Sounds good. I'm gonna work hard to have fun this year.