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Today sucked. I was planning on going to my dads house, and after school, I walked out to the Parking Lot, looking for my dad, when I realized Chazlee was there to pick me up in his car. I was kind of excited! Because for a year he was in TN. And we never really had a chance to catch up on things and talk and stuff. And we were getting along, playing with music, showing off his car int he Wilson High Parking Lot with the "Lambo" doors.
Then he decided to go to the mall, and so we went and put $10. in gas in the car, and then went by my house to get my money, and Chris informed us he was going too. So...there went the "quality time" together sort of thing. It's bad enough to have one big brother pick on you and put you down for existing. But when theres two, you just want to curl up and die. I hate it.
After the mall, Chris took the front seat after I called shotgun in the first place. So I just sat in the back seat, sunken back, trying to ingore the fact that the guys had their windows open and I was freezing. (When I finally said something about the cold, they said I was whining or something).
But other than all that shit. I just hate Valentine's. Every year is the same. Though I am lucky for the most part to have someone to love and vice-versa. I wish I had him here with me. Nothing's perfect though. Maybe one day. Or one year I can actually enjoy my Valentine's, or something. I saw these balloons and teddy bears and candies and just stupid shit that say I love you and stuff. I was thinking "it would be nice to have that kind of guy to spoil me" but the more I thought about it, I don't need that stuff. Flowers will die, either the candy will go bad, or I'll get sick eating it. The balloon will eventually either get popped or just go flat. I know Jon loves me, thats all that matters. I dont need a buncha crap for him to prove it. Valentines is just another day.
But the party with Ronda this weekend, that everyone was counting on going to, its postponed until like Spring Break, which would be cool cause Jon will be here, but Ronda should be going to the beach or something. So I dunno.
Oh yeah, can't forget the thing thats been bugging me for the past hour and a 1/2.
~~~Emily called me and told me Melissa urgently needs to talk to me. And so I called her up. And she was kind of sketchy and I couldnt undertsand her, and she said she was sick, and he stomach kind of hurt and she had tried to sleep it off, but when she woke up she began to puke her guts up!! And I asked her whats going on, and she said something about like 6 IB Prophens, 8 of something and 10 of something and 4 something!!! And I began to freak, my heart began to race, especially when I told my mom and her eyes got really big and said "WHERE IS HER MOTHER?! SHE'S ODing!!!"
I HAVE TO GET HOME ASAP!! IM WORRIED ABOUT HER!
I have got to go now, I have to get home NOW! I'm worried about Melissa. So Laterz
Then he decided to go to the mall, and so we went and put $10. in gas in the car, and then went by my house to get my money, and Chris informed us he was going too. So...there went the "quality time" together sort of thing. It's bad enough to have one big brother pick on you and put you down for existing. But when theres two, you just want to curl up and die. I hate it.
After the mall, Chris took the front seat after I called shotgun in the first place. So I just sat in the back seat, sunken back, trying to ingore the fact that the guys had their windows open and I was freezing. (When I finally said something about the cold, they said I was whining or something).
But other than all that shit. I just hate Valentine's. Every year is the same. Though I am lucky for the most part to have someone to love and vice-versa. I wish I had him here with me. Nothing's perfect though. Maybe one day. Or one year I can actually enjoy my Valentine's, or something. I saw these balloons and teddy bears and candies and just stupid shit that say I love you and stuff. I was thinking "it would be nice to have that kind of guy to spoil me" but the more I thought about it, I don't need that stuff. Flowers will die, either the candy will go bad, or I'll get sick eating it. The balloon will eventually either get popped or just go flat. I know Jon loves me, thats all that matters. I dont need a buncha crap for him to prove it. Valentines is just another day.
But the party with Ronda this weekend, that everyone was counting on going to, its postponed until like Spring Break, which would be cool cause Jon will be here, but Ronda should be going to the beach or something. So I dunno.
Oh yeah, can't forget the thing thats been bugging me for the past hour and a 1/2.
~~~Emily called me and told me Melissa urgently needs to talk to me. And so I called her up. And she was kind of sketchy and I couldnt undertsand her, and she said she was sick, and he stomach kind of hurt and she had tried to sleep it off, but when she woke up she began to puke her guts up!! And I asked her whats going on, and she said something about like 6 IB Prophens, 8 of something and 10 of something and 4 something!!! And I began to freak, my heart began to race, especially when I told my mom and her eyes got really big and said "WHERE IS HER MOTHER?! SHE'S ODing!!!"
I HAVE TO GET HOME ASAP!! IM WORRIED ABOUT HER!
I have got to go now, I have to get home NOW! I'm worried about Melissa. So Laterz