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so i even left the bar early tonight to work on my paper. what did i do? vegged out on the damn internet. damnit. i hate school. i really want to drop out and just save money for a car. i think if i wanted to i'd go back later too. my dad says he wouldnt help me. maybe he wouldnt. but then theres always school lones.... yeah he said he wouldnt help me if i dropped out then got back in it. i understand his reasoning because he doesnt want to see me drop out in the first place. but fuck. i hate being this broke. i could totally work more and make alot more money.
im working 36 hours this week. i need money for my frisco trip. its going to be so much fun. im going to plan to make a couple of stops too. he wants to stop at some place that has amazing split pea soup. meh whatever. i on the other hand want to stop at pismo and have a bowl of clam chowder and if time permits maybe ride horses on the beach.
for as much as we see each other its never enough. we're always busy, hanging out with other people or sleeping. tomorrow im planning a nice night. First of all im going to bring stuff to make cocktails, then im going to light up the whole room with candles and put on some music and we'll play chess... he brings out this side of me that ive never felt before. i want to be perfect for him. i'd do anything for him. i find myself doing alot of whifey things with him too and i enjoy it. i hated doing stuff before in the past... well... not hated but it was more of an obligation then. now i want to. i want to rub his feet with oil after a hard day of work. i want to pack his lunch for work the next day, help him with his laundry, clean his bathroom. i want to do these things because i know he appriciates it and he's too busy during the week to do it for himself. i tell him i love him all the time. yet i like showing it more. thats how it should be right? im really falling in love with this guy.
frank
im working 36 hours this week. i need money for my frisco trip. its going to be so much fun. im going to plan to make a couple of stops too. he wants to stop at some place that has amazing split pea soup. meh whatever. i on the other hand want to stop at pismo and have a bowl of clam chowder and if time permits maybe ride horses on the beach.
for as much as we see each other its never enough. we're always busy, hanging out with other people or sleeping. tomorrow im planning a nice night. First of all im going to bring stuff to make cocktails, then im going to light up the whole room with candles and put on some music and we'll play chess... he brings out this side of me that ive never felt before. i want to be perfect for him. i'd do anything for him. i find myself doing alot of whifey things with him too and i enjoy it. i hated doing stuff before in the past... well... not hated but it was more of an obligation then. now i want to. i want to rub his feet with oil after a hard day of work. i want to pack his lunch for work the next day, help him with his laundry, clean his bathroom. i want to do these things because i know he appriciates it and he's too busy during the week to do it for himself. i tell him i love him all the time. yet i like showing it more. thats how it should be right? im really falling in love with this guy.
frank