Jul 05, 2007 21:16
I've been thinking about Jeffro, a lot. Every time my phone rings I hope it's him. yeah him, not Trevor. & the worst part? I don't feel guilty about that either. It's cliche as shit but really, we had a connection. A totally psychadelic connection, but one nonetheless. I just wish I knew how he felt about the whole situation. He called me the other day to apologize because his girlfriend read our emails and got mad and I don't know why he would apologize. I guess because he felt bad about everything he felt and said and he just wanted to make himself feel better by saying sorry. I don't know whatever. I just want to talk to him.
I went to Key Largo for a week and it was really weird being on vacation with my family and not having something new to do every 3 seconds; we actually relaxed (when we weren't scuba diving) and it was great. But damn I get so annoyed by them, and I can't help being a bossy bitch, I really can't.
My dad deployed to Bagram today. No big deal, I barely notice when he's gone. And that is not my fault. He has so much difficulty trying to connect with people it's sad. He's got a very weird idea of bonding, plus he's way introverted.
Trevor's in Bagram now but soon he'll be who knows where in the Afghanistan desert and is allotted 20 minutes of phone time a week. Ridiculous. How am I supposed to deal with that? Unbelievable.
I've been pondering what I'm going to do next summer. I'm not staying in Tucson, it is waaaay to hot there and I'm definitely not going to want to come home even though Trevor will be here. I'm thinking about living in California, I already know some people I could stay with and I think that would be fucking amazing.
hmmm
I love marijuana.