HOLY SHIT I EXIST?!??!??!!!
Well, it's certainly been a while since I've visited the good ol' land of Livejournal.
Had to go through like, hours of interrogation seeing as I'd forgotten my password... all I wanted was a Kurt Halsey link off of my info page! Bah.
Anyway... life is different... much different... than the last time I posted, of course.
Since then, Ben and I split up, I dated Ethan, then Alex, moved out of my mother's house and in with Sarah, moved out of Sarah's and in with my sister, got back together with Ben and moved in with him, graduated high school, moved to Safford, Arizona (with Ben), got a job at Wal-Mart (I know, I'm disappointed too) and here I am...
with a ring on my finger, to add to it all.
Wedding's not gonna be for a while however. I still have to get my ya-ya's out and travel cross-country.
My single life will not end before I spit on some poor soul from a building in New York
not before I burn a one hundred dollar bill with no regrets,
not before I mug someone and then give their shit back,
not before I live on just a few dollars for a month.
I can't die boring! What's the point?
Anyway... must be off. Other things to do, people to see, work to blow off.
Had to go through like, hours of interrogation seeing as I'd forgotten my password... all I wanted was a Kurt Halsey link off of my info page! Bah.
Anyway... life is different... much different... than the last time I posted, of course.
Since then, Ben and I split up, I dated Ethan, then Alex, moved out of my mother's house and in with Sarah, moved out of Sarah's and in with my sister, got back together with Ben and moved in with him, graduated high school, moved to Safford, Arizona (with Ben), got a job at Wal-Mart (I know, I'm disappointed too) and here I am...
with a ring on my finger, to add to it all.
Wedding's not gonna be for a while however. I still have to get my ya-ya's out and travel cross-country.
My single life will not end before I spit on some poor soul from a building in New York
not before I burn a one hundred dollar bill with no regrets,
not before I mug someone and then give their shit back,
not before I live on just a few dollars for a month.
I can't die boring! What's the point?
Anyway... must be off. Other things to do, people to see, work to blow off.