Poop.
So...why name the entry poop? Because I dare to. And besides, if you don't ge tit now you never will...and that is the essence of me..not poop...but the allure of poop...oh forget it.
Back from youth group. Lyndsay got angry with me because I didn't want to go outside in the grass and help her plan her last minute scavenger hunt for the kids...I decided I was cold and would rather sit in the church's kitchen with mom Santarelli crocheting my boyfriend's blanket. Yes, I am crocheting him a blue blanket. Yes, you may awe. One awe per person or you die....and preferably, minimize the awe to two seconds and make it a five on the volume...oh...and do it while I'm not around so I don't have to listen.
Lol.
Yeah. So I came home and watched the tail end of Mr and Mrs Smith...heh that sounds wrong. Yes, it's a movie. No, I'm not a pervert...
...am I? I sure hope not O.o
Haven't spoken to Manny in 8 days...
...MISS MISS MISSSSS him.
When we see each other next I shall run and tackle him to the floor...yesss I shall!
Til then...
MISS MISS wanna KISS but I can't so I MISS him...:cries in corner:
I had the weirdest dream about him last night... we were trying to break out of this factory for some reason and there was a whole bunch of people who were following the masterminds' plans like they were droning masses...and we escaped from the throng and were trying to make our way out. It was hard work but we finally left and ended up in my backyard with a whole bunch of black girlfriends of mine. Lol I don't really have too many of them...they were the crew from college and also some girls on my floor I wasn't close with but they were there and were sleeping over my house in my basement. And Manny and I were together and I wanted to sleep with him in the room he was staying in. So I think I did but can't remember... as unfair as that is. Lol it's sorta like child block. God protects my mind I guess. Oh well :)
Yeah...weird, huh.
Bleck. xoxoxo <---anyone can have these, just reach out and grab em if your day sucked too.
Back from youth group. Lyndsay got angry with me because I didn't want to go outside in the grass and help her plan her last minute scavenger hunt for the kids...I decided I was cold and would rather sit in the church's kitchen with mom Santarelli crocheting my boyfriend's blanket. Yes, I am crocheting him a blue blanket. Yes, you may awe. One awe per person or you die....and preferably, minimize the awe to two seconds and make it a five on the volume...oh...and do it while I'm not around so I don't have to listen.
Lol.
Yeah. So I came home and watched the tail end of Mr and Mrs Smith...heh that sounds wrong. Yes, it's a movie. No, I'm not a pervert...
...am I? I sure hope not O.o
Haven't spoken to Manny in 8 days...
...MISS MISS MISSSSS him.
When we see each other next I shall run and tackle him to the floor...yesss I shall!
Til then...
MISS MISS wanna KISS but I can't so I MISS him...:cries in corner:
I had the weirdest dream about him last night... we were trying to break out of this factory for some reason and there was a whole bunch of people who were following the masterminds' plans like they were droning masses...and we escaped from the throng and were trying to make our way out. It was hard work but we finally left and ended up in my backyard with a whole bunch of black girlfriends of mine. Lol I don't really have too many of them...they were the crew from college and also some girls on my floor I wasn't close with but they were there and were sleeping over my house in my basement. And Manny and I were together and I wanted to sleep with him in the room he was staying in. So I think I did but can't remember... as unfair as that is. Lol it's sorta like child block. God protects my mind I guess. Oh well :)
Yeah...weird, huh.
Bleck. xoxoxo <---anyone can have these, just reach out and grab em if your day sucked too.