bravely went sir robin
Hmmm. I actually saw some old friends today. It was nice to know that some people do still actually think of me and wanna see me. How many times do I have to say how annoying it is when people correct your grammar as if I don't already know how to talk? motha fucken fuck you bitch ass hoe means the same thing as i don't really care for your company. ugh. Anyways, Adam & Brad & Barry & Steph all came to see me today/tonight. Steph brought us a shitload of food which is good because we're usually too broke to actually have food stored in the pantry. She also brought me mini versions of some of my favourite paintings, which are now hanging on our not-so-quite-but-previously-bare walls. I'm gunna go give blood at the U of M donation center tomorrow. If you get there before noon they give you $20.
My mom and I are back on hanging out terms which is awesome. I've missed her a lot. She and my dad really love Mike. I think he's the 1st guy I've brought around them that they actually "approve" of. Sad, but still pretty convenient because I'm head over heels in love with him. That's only happened 1 other time and that was in my freshman year of highskool. Speaking of skool, I really need to go over to that place and get all my artwork and see people too.
My brother has been acten a fool lately. After all the stuff I've done for him and given him out of the vast kindness in my heart, he still balled it all up and chunked it back in my face. I'm not going into the dispicable details of the whole situation but I finally kicked his happy ass out of our apartment, where he was postin up for lack of ANYWHERE else to go. Motha fucker needs to go be a real daddy is what he needs to do.
NEH! heh heh... I hope someone understood that remark.
I'm getting a job transfer (real technical term for a not-so-technical job) from the Wendy's on Stage to the one over here on Highland. I am offically legal in 9 days. Woo-mothafucken-hoo. Age IS just a number, but being able to use your own damn ID when partying is sooo much ezer. The only person I've met over the last 4 months who is 17 (or is she 16?) is Chasidy, and she's locked up now. She's Trip's girlfriend... crazy, crazy shit. It turns out that Trip and Mike are old friends from way back & grew up together. I've been hanging out with him for a while now after not seeing him, or even ever actually "breaking up" 2 years ago.
My car is totalled. Bummer.
Well, like I said, I would love for some more people (if any of you are really reading thing) to come out and see our apartment and meet the love of my life. I don't expect anyone to, but I don't 100% doubt it either.
Everyone have an awesome Christmas and keep peace in your hearts.
-Ann
My mom and I are back on hanging out terms which is awesome. I've missed her a lot. She and my dad really love Mike. I think he's the 1st guy I've brought around them that they actually "approve" of. Sad, but still pretty convenient because I'm head over heels in love with him. That's only happened 1 other time and that was in my freshman year of highskool. Speaking of skool, I really need to go over to that place and get all my artwork and see people too.
My brother has been acten a fool lately. After all the stuff I've done for him and given him out of the vast kindness in my heart, he still balled it all up and chunked it back in my face. I'm not going into the dispicable details of the whole situation but I finally kicked his happy ass out of our apartment, where he was postin up for lack of ANYWHERE else to go. Motha fucker needs to go be a real daddy is what he needs to do.
NEH! heh heh... I hope someone understood that remark.
I'm getting a job transfer (real technical term for a not-so-technical job) from the Wendy's on Stage to the one over here on Highland. I am offically legal in 9 days. Woo-mothafucken-hoo. Age IS just a number, but being able to use your own damn ID when partying is sooo much ezer. The only person I've met over the last 4 months who is 17 (or is she 16?) is Chasidy, and she's locked up now. She's Trip's girlfriend... crazy, crazy shit. It turns out that Trip and Mike are old friends from way back & grew up together. I've been hanging out with him for a while now after not seeing him, or even ever actually "breaking up" 2 years ago.
My car is totalled. Bummer.
Well, like I said, I would love for some more people (if any of you are really reading thing) to come out and see our apartment and meet the love of my life. I don't expect anyone to, but I don't 100% doubt it either.
Everyone have an awesome Christmas and keep peace in your hearts.
-Ann