I am starting to get really annoyed with my "Friends" who are on Facebook.
My "Friends" are un-friending me.
Every time I log in I lose a "Friend" or two in my friend count.
This bothers me because THEY requested to be my "Friend", I didn't make the request. I feel sorry for them because they remembered me and I didn't remember them, so I add them to the "Friend" list.
Then, while they look at their "Friend" list they see my name. They think to themselves, "Hmm...Joey Pena? I don't really talk to him and he doesn't talk to me, so I'll just un-friend him."
Why did they add me in the first place? What was their thought process?
Maybe they thought I had secretly wanted to be their friend and now, thanks to their generosity, I had the opportunity to do so, or maybe they just wanted to boost their own ego and have a high friend count.
Who knows?
What I do know is I have lost "Friends" because they were offended by the dirty or gross things I've shared on Facebook.
I do not care about those people.
I should probably stop adding people I don't know that well, but...
I need to boost my ego!
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Highschool Kids
I was watching the news today and they showed a highschool pep rally.
The cheerleaders looked ridiculously young.
Not only did I begin to feel really old, but I also began to think of the way I, and all the other kids, were in highscool. Acting like we were adults and doing adult things.
Sex (I wasn't having any, but other kids were).
I came to the conclusion highschool kids should not be having sex. I would say kissing, sucking, licking, stroking and fingering would be alright, but kids can't control their privates. A thread and needle, ducktape or staples could help stop their private's control over their mind.
Sex gets better as you get older anyway.
I'm 28 years old and just now getting over my premature ejaculation.
Too much information?
I don't think so.
The cheerleaders looked ridiculously young.
Not only did I begin to feel really old, but I also began to think of the way I, and all the other kids, were in highscool. Acting like we were adults and doing adult things.
Sex (I wasn't having any, but other kids were).
I came to the conclusion highschool kids should not be having sex. I would say kissing, sucking, licking, stroking and fingering would be alright, but kids can't control their privates. A thread and needle, ducktape or staples could help stop their private's control over their mind.
Sex gets better as you get older anyway.
I'm 28 years old and just now getting over my premature ejaculation.
Too much information?
I don't think so.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Good Texts
For some reason I am particularly proud of a text message sequence I had with a co-worker. I am so proud, I'm going to share it. To protect their identities, I will only say girl and guy.
Me: Girl #2 hung out with Guy and I until 5am.
Gir1 #1: Congrats?
Girl #1: lol jk that's awesome :)
Girl #1: wait. are you trying to shame me or something?
Me: that's not the response i was looking for. i was expecting "why?". that's
what i was thinking.
Girl #1: oh..ok why? lol
Me: i don't know
Girl #1: lol
I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. You probably didn't.
Me: Girl #2 hung out with Guy and I until 5am.
Gir1 #1: Congrats?
Girl #1: lol jk that's awesome :)
Girl #1: wait. are you trying to shame me or something?
Me: that's not the response i was looking for. i was expecting "why?". that's
what i was thinking.
Girl #1: oh..ok why? lol
Me: i don't know
Girl #1: lol
I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. You probably didn't.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Blogs & Videos 2
I shouldn't care if people don't like my blog or videos, but I do.
I am currently taking on a more "fuck it" attitude in order to better deal with my insecurity.
I can't make everyone happy.
I can make myself happy, though.
I think I can make myself happy.
I think I can try to make myself happy.
Whatever.
It doesn't matter.
I like me.
Probably too much.
I touch myself a lot.
I am currently taking on a more "fuck it" attitude in order to better deal with my insecurity.
I can't make everyone happy.
I can make myself happy, though.
I think I can make myself happy.
I think I can try to make myself happy.
Whatever.
It doesn't matter.
I like me.
Probably too much.
I touch myself a lot.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Blog & Videos
It's amazing how fast people get bored with you. I experienced this with the blog and now with my videos.
It's hard to keep people's attention.
I thought I would get some credit for being so ambitious on my videos (once a week) and people would be curious to see what I could come up with.
They are either not very good or they didn't make enough of an impression for them to come back.
Luckily, I only have a few more ideas for the videos.
At least the last three or four videos are funny, at least I think they are (that's not saying much).
It's hard to keep people's attention.
I thought I would get some credit for being so ambitious on my videos (once a week) and people would be curious to see what I could come up with.
They are either not very good or they didn't make enough of an impression for them to come back.
Luckily, I only have a few more ideas for the videos.
At least the last three or four videos are funny, at least I think they are (that's not saying much).
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Life
Life sucks.
Life is hard.
Despite what I just wrote, I'm not describing a blow job.
The longer I live, the more difficult I find it to carry on with a positive outlook on life. It is just ridiculously hard.
Everybody sucks. Everybody is bad (in some way).
But, that very thing is what makes this world great. Nobody is perfect.
Everybody has issues.
I am not the greatest person, nor do I know the greatest person, but I will try to live as eventfully as I can. For myself.
Note: This post is the result of drinking.
Life is hard.
Despite what I just wrote, I'm not describing a blow job.
The longer I live, the more difficult I find it to carry on with a positive outlook on life. It is just ridiculously hard.
Everybody sucks. Everybody is bad (in some way).
But, that very thing is what makes this world great. Nobody is perfect.
Everybody has issues.
I am not the greatest person, nor do I know the greatest person, but I will try to live as eventfully as I can. For myself.
Note: This post is the result of drinking.
Monday, August 2, 2010
My Friend, His Girlfriend and Her Two Dogs
My friend, his girlfriend and her two dogs will be staying with me for a week.
I was hoping there would be still be alone time for me to masturbate. The first full day into the week and I already have an opportunity.
I can't do it, though.
These dogs are just here looking at me. I can't pleasure myself with these big black dog eyes staring at me. I would feel like I'm traumatizing them.
What if they somehow could communicate with my friend's girlfriend and tell her what dirty things I do? Or worse, what if they came up to me while I was masturbating and tried to lick my penis? What if I liked that?
Too much shit could happen.
I'll see how long I can resist.
Might have to resort to the shower.
I was hoping there would be still be alone time for me to masturbate. The first full day into the week and I already have an opportunity.
I can't do it, though.
These dogs are just here looking at me. I can't pleasure myself with these big black dog eyes staring at me. I would feel like I'm traumatizing them.
What if they somehow could communicate with my friend's girlfriend and tell her what dirty things I do? Or worse, what if they came up to me while I was masturbating and tried to lick my penis? What if I liked that?
Too much shit could happen.
I'll see how long I can resist.
Might have to resort to the shower.
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