bitter sweet

Dec 15, 2005 18:31

I sit here is a pseudo clean room. My bed is made! Red Hot Chili Peppers fill me ears. Many of you are done with finals yet mine don't start till next week. So I will be home later. Please wait for me...even though I know you won't.

Last night was SO MUCH FUN. My number is not 867-5309, my name isn't Lianne, and I do not live in the Root. I feel bad right Carrie, Sam, and Maranda? HAHAHA.

Then came the wine. OH THE VERY BAD WINE. 12 dollars-- well it is as good as it can get. All of us in Zach's room. Talking about majors, class, no money, the floor hockey game, music in the background? The Roots.

Matt imed me. It is a big deal because he is very shy. VERY SHY. But SOOO cute. This is the conversation.
-Hey I don't want this to be creep this is Matt.
-I didn't write back to your wall post because I didn't want to clog up you wall.
-But I am due for a major visit to the Nob I will talk to you later.

He wrote when I was idle and my away message read Wasted Wednesday's

I wrote back when he was idle
-Hey, cute boys can clog up my wall anytime and I better see you soon partying at the Nob.

I love my parents but I don't want to go home. I want to go home for my friends, for my animals, and to earn money but I do not want to stay.

PS--- I hurt Sam's heart. I am sorry but I didn't feel the spark. THERE WAS NOT SPARK. one must feel the spark.
PPS--- I cuvit Kyle. End of story

now I must take out the trash. I have put that off long enough.
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