Frustrations of a Gay Virgin

I was surprised…

utterly surprised. I’m always surprised when I get messages from followers! Or from someone whom I follow. I love it. Ask me something, send me something! Surprise me!

This past week has been boring, nothing exciting, nothing out of the norm to happen. I spent a lot of time at Starbucks this week trying to study for my upcoming midterms, and finishing all my nursing paperwork. This quarter is coming to a close too fast and I have yet to bring up my grade to a solid B. 

But anyways, Starbucks. One of the reasons I go to Starbucks is to of course finish my homework and do some studying, but I also go to prowl. I’m a horndog. It’s weird though. I have yet to find anyone, just because of how amazingly shy I am. It sucks. Every time I sit down with my venti americano, I wait for some guy to come up to me and start some small talk, and hopefully grasp a hold of some sort of nervous flirtatious and verbal exchanges. I guess I make this too much like a never-starting love story.

It’s sad. I’m sad. BUT, lets finish school first! Back to studying schizophrenics. -___-