* thank budda for the weekend *
First off I just want to say that I love the movie trainspotting.. I think I've seen it a million times, but it's because I just love it soooo much. My weekend has been ok.. Spent it with Corey of course. It seems that I may only be able to spend the weekends with corey because of our schedules and that's going to be hard, but has to be done. We both have classes. He has some in the day and the night and he's getting a job and I have class during the day and I've go to get a job at night. It'll be hectic but it's life. I have 16 more pages of math homework to do. That's pretty ugh. It's really just review that's why I have so much of it. After that I'll only have 6 pages of homework every other day. The only other class I've had work in is Speech and that's well an ok class, they still don't have our books in yet and I really need it because we're already into chapter one and about to start chapter 2 and I have to read it! I was distracted on friday though because I only had one class because my MOS teacher called and said we weren't having class and so I was just so ready to get out of my speech class. Which really isn't good because I need to pay attention and take notes and all. I did, but I just couldn't stop thinking about Corey. He was at home waiting on me. Well. He was asleep, but he was still there. I told him I didn't know if he should stay over if I had a class because I get distracted and well he got not really mad but concerned. He told me that if that was the case that he wouldn't come around when I had class because he wants me to be serious and that made me feel pretty good because not many people really give a shit what you are doing except for your parents and yourself. I'm going to do good. I know I am. I just have to be given the assignment and it will get done. That's another thing. Mom wants me to get a job. It's going to be kind of like a full time job if I'm not mistaken. Really I just don't know how it would boil over with me. I think I'm going to e-mail my friend and ask her about it because I can only take so much ya know. College is a big deal and if I can't do my homework and study I don't think I can get this job.
Corey has been drawing this picture of bjork and he's painting it now, it's so pretty. He's so creative and I love that about him. That's not the only thing I love about him. I never really had any requirements for a guy but he makes me feel comfortable about everything. There's nothing he does that bothers me or anything. When I was single though there would be guys that just up and hit on me and well. I don't like guys like that. I'm very iffy about it. He and I were to shy to talk to each other and well I'm glad that it was that way because well we have something that many people don't have and I'm thankful for it. Mom loves him and ramon too. Corey's dad loves me to death. He picks on me all the time. He knows I'm shy and well corey says the more he does that the more he likes me. His sister likes me which is awesome. I like her too, she's really nice. His mom lives in TEXAS so I haven't met her yet but she seems to be a really nice lady from conversing on the phone. I got to talk to her when corey was taking care of me because I was sick. He's so sweet. He's the sweetest guy. Just makes me want to cry. Not in a bad way but that I'm just so happy tears fill my eyes. He's my ultimate high. He's my drug and soon I'll be withdrawing. I hate those feelings of withdrawal. I know they're real, when all I can feel is this pain deep inside saying "why", 'why can't I be with you now?' Hurts. It's worth it the next time I see you. You finally gave me some pictures of you. They were old pictures of when you had long hair. I think your hair was beautiful. I thought it was so cool how you had it dyed like that. I love those pictures. I'm so glad that I have them because when I miss you at least I'll have something to look at. One day when I have the time I'll let you see some old pictures of me. It'll be embarassing for me but I'll let you see anyway. Your room is so lonely without you. Your painting is sitting there, dry, waiting for you to touch it with a new coat of wet paint. One thing I do not miss though is your blue chair. It wasn't very fun to have fell through it like I did. hehe. It hurt me bum. Then pussy was just sitting there staring at me like well she just busted her ass didn't she. Your cat is a bitch. I swear if she hurts me again! I'm an animal lover, but sometimes it goes a little tooo far. When I was little my chow bit my face actually my lips I mean and it bled pretty bad. I still loved him though. He ripped half of my pants off one time too. Not with his teeth. He was on this runner thing and I was petting him and he saw a rabbit and started chasing after it and he went right under my feet and it ripped my pants hehe. It was more funny than anything. When I went inside, mom was like, what happend? hehe. Oh yeah it's looking like Krystal hasn't made any effort to go and seek my guitar at the local pawn shop. She's so mean. She laughed about it. I'm sorry but that would be about like me laughing at her for the reason she pawned my guitar. "I pawned your guitar for food." That's a bunch of bull crap. I know exactly why you pawned my guitar and you can laugh all you want but you'll either be getting it back or you'll be helping me get a new one. She's going to be in so much crap if she doesn't. Basically looking at the sircumstances she stole my guitar. I left it at her mother's house and I was going to get it, it's a long story. I didn't let her borrow it. Well she was moving into her dorm and decided it would be a good idea to move my guitar into her dorm with her. Well when I went to go and get my things from her mother's house, she had left my clothes and taken my cd's and my guitar. So basically she stole my things. I know what she did with my cd's too. I'm not very happy with her. She thinks that just because I'm a nice person that I'm going to put up with her lies and performances of screwing me over but no, I will not. I can play hard ball too. Well, enough of that. I'm out.
Corey has been drawing this picture of bjork and he's painting it now, it's so pretty. He's so creative and I love that about him. That's not the only thing I love about him. I never really had any requirements for a guy but he makes me feel comfortable about everything. There's nothing he does that bothers me or anything. When I was single though there would be guys that just up and hit on me and well. I don't like guys like that. I'm very iffy about it. He and I were to shy to talk to each other and well I'm glad that it was that way because well we have something that many people don't have and I'm thankful for it. Mom loves him and ramon too. Corey's dad loves me to death. He picks on me all the time. He knows I'm shy and well corey says the more he does that the more he likes me. His sister likes me which is awesome. I like her too, she's really nice. His mom lives in TEXAS so I haven't met her yet but she seems to be a really nice lady from conversing on the phone. I got to talk to her when corey was taking care of me because I was sick. He's so sweet. He's the sweetest guy. Just makes me want to cry. Not in a bad way but that I'm just so happy tears fill my eyes. He's my ultimate high. He's my drug and soon I'll be withdrawing. I hate those feelings of withdrawal. I know they're real, when all I can feel is this pain deep inside saying "why", 'why can't I be with you now?' Hurts. It's worth it the next time I see you. You finally gave me some pictures of you. They were old pictures of when you had long hair. I think your hair was beautiful. I thought it was so cool how you had it dyed like that. I love those pictures. I'm so glad that I have them because when I miss you at least I'll have something to look at. One day when I have the time I'll let you see some old pictures of me. It'll be embarassing for me but I'll let you see anyway. Your room is so lonely without you. Your painting is sitting there, dry, waiting for you to touch it with a new coat of wet paint. One thing I do not miss though is your blue chair. It wasn't very fun to have fell through it like I did. hehe. It hurt me bum. Then pussy was just sitting there staring at me like well she just busted her ass didn't she. Your cat is a bitch. I swear if she hurts me again! I'm an animal lover, but sometimes it goes a little tooo far. When I was little my chow bit my face actually my lips I mean and it bled pretty bad. I still loved him though. He ripped half of my pants off one time too. Not with his teeth. He was on this runner thing and I was petting him and he saw a rabbit and started chasing after it and he went right under my feet and it ripped my pants hehe. It was more funny than anything. When I went inside, mom was like, what happend? hehe. Oh yeah it's looking like Krystal hasn't made any effort to go and seek my guitar at the local pawn shop. She's so mean. She laughed about it. I'm sorry but that would be about like me laughing at her for the reason she pawned my guitar. "I pawned your guitar for food." That's a bunch of bull crap. I know exactly why you pawned my guitar and you can laugh all you want but you'll either be getting it back or you'll be helping me get a new one. She's going to be in so much crap if she doesn't. Basically looking at the sircumstances she stole my guitar. I left it at her mother's house and I was going to get it, it's a long story. I didn't let her borrow it. Well she was moving into her dorm and decided it would be a good idea to move my guitar into her dorm with her. Well when I went to go and get my things from her mother's house, she had left my clothes and taken my cd's and my guitar. So basically she stole my things. I know what she did with my cd's too. I'm not very happy with her. She thinks that just because I'm a nice person that I'm going to put up with her lies and performances of screwing me over but no, I will not. I can play hard ball too. Well, enough of that. I'm out.