Cansada.
So what can I say? Haven’t written in my journals for quite sometime, and I decided it might need an update.
So I graduated. Nothing unexpected, but none the less new.
Not going on vacation, and I need a job desperately. So if you know any jobs willing to hire, tell me please.
Caroline ran away; (If you've seen or have talk to her Caroline, please call my cell. 281.733.4918.)
I’ve been hanging with ‘the greats’ lately; this consists of Michael, Ricardo, and Jesika. Three amazing wetbacks who can keep me laughing, even if it’s by eating, farting, or making a twitchy eye, I can never stop laughing when I’m with these three and can’t tell you how grateful I am to have them around.
I stopped by the school two days ago to visit an old pal; Ms. Dana Carmouche, BCIS teacher and a great spiritual one with words of wisdom through experiences similar to mine, and spent at least a good four hours just talking to her and seeing her life as we cruised around in her car and met up with her spiritual mother.
I’ve been realizing how complicated I am and how the life I live isn’t me; as one person put it, I do this bimonthly, but oh well. I just need change, and if its bimonthly, so be it.
So no vacation, and this pisses me off; I think I’m just going to go to my uncles in the booney’s for awhile to get the hell away from here; to many things I don’t want to deal with although Michael, Jesika, and Ricardo are here to keep me grounded.
I just want something real for once. Something I can be proud of, something I don’t have to hide. I want to feel liberated again. I want the sparks. I want the warm feelings in my stomach. I want the sense of his want to come off my body as a scent that lingers on with me. I want to be loved. I want something worthy that stops time and create oblivion around me. I want Prince Charming, as I once had before.
Three Prom Pictures I scanned.
