reporting from titusville
So here I am...in titusville...
it sucks... I'm beginning to believe nothing will ever compare to Miami. Yeah, I hated Miami, but not as much as this place.
I'll let you know how my weekend went. Friday, rolled with Freddy, Ernesto, and Juanchi, spent the night at Freddy's. Saturday (my last day in Miami) I rolled again with Freddy and Ernesto and Juanchi around his sister and her friends at this hotel party. Ended up going home early because of some issue with Freddy's mom. So I was pretty bummed because I thought that would be the last time I would get to see Freddy. 3 am rolls along... I'm still rolling balls and I hear a car pull up outside. I dunno, I just looked out the window and I see Freddy walking out of the parking lot. So I run downstairs, let him in and yeah... =(.We get in his mom's car, drive around Miami some, go to the beach, spend time with one another. We go back to my house...it's like 5 am and I'm crying like a sissy because I love the dude... 6 am...my mom walks in my room and tells Freddy to leave. We go to the parking lot and just hug one another. Then we say goodbye and I walked away. He left. 5 minutes later he came back and told me he just couldn't say goodbye like that. So its Sunday morning, and after he leaves I'm crying and finishing up the last details of packing. I leave with my brother and we make it to the house. My uncle has done absolutely nothing to the house so my brother has no room right now... and there are thousands of boxes litering my mom's room and the spare room. The spare room (WHICH IS MINE...grr) Yeah...the moving people were cool...they were black and were makig jokes. One of them said to me, "I see you got a new sheriff in town" (referring to my mom) so I started singing, "I shot the sheriff" and yeah...
It sucks here guys...SAVE ME! I'm probably coming down wednesday or thursday..=)...show me a good time.
Elise
it sucks... I'm beginning to believe nothing will ever compare to Miami. Yeah, I hated Miami, but not as much as this place.
I'll let you know how my weekend went. Friday, rolled with Freddy, Ernesto, and Juanchi, spent the night at Freddy's. Saturday (my last day in Miami) I rolled again with Freddy and Ernesto and Juanchi around his sister and her friends at this hotel party. Ended up going home early because of some issue with Freddy's mom. So I was pretty bummed because I thought that would be the last time I would get to see Freddy. 3 am rolls along... I'm still rolling balls and I hear a car pull up outside. I dunno, I just looked out the window and I see Freddy walking out of the parking lot. So I run downstairs, let him in and yeah... =(.We get in his mom's car, drive around Miami some, go to the beach, spend time with one another. We go back to my house...it's like 5 am and I'm crying like a sissy because I love the dude... 6 am...my mom walks in my room and tells Freddy to leave. We go to the parking lot and just hug one another. Then we say goodbye and I walked away. He left. 5 minutes later he came back and told me he just couldn't say goodbye like that. So its Sunday morning, and after he leaves I'm crying and finishing up the last details of packing. I leave with my brother and we make it to the house. My uncle has done absolutely nothing to the house so my brother has no room right now... and there are thousands of boxes litering my mom's room and the spare room. The spare room (WHICH IS MINE...grr) Yeah...the moving people were cool...they were black and were makig jokes. One of them said to me, "I see you got a new sheriff in town" (referring to my mom) so I started singing, "I shot the sheriff" and yeah...
It sucks here guys...SAVE ME! I'm probably coming down wednesday or thursday..=)...show me a good time.
Elise