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so i talked to him. he's alive. and well. happy = me.
this week was.........interesting.......my first official spring break is over. im back at school...listening to music and just reflecting. nothing to exciting but it wasnt horribly boring.
still hate living in my house. cant wait till i get a good enough job that i can be on my own. i just need to get away from that house. i love my dad and sis and i love living there. but there is so much pain in that house. i need some where fresh to start from and somewhere to make new happy memories. i think it might be good for all of us if we were able to move to DC and start over.
the guy situation...sooooo confusing. its either there is NO ONE or there are WAY TOO MANY floating around. either they are all tlaking to me and telling me they are interested, or they are all ignoring/fighting with me so they arent anymore. its fucked up. like they are all like in sync with each other. its creepy. and none of them want to get any deeper than any of the others so its hard to tell which to spend my time and invest in. its fucked up.
st pattys this week = shit show. at least thats what happens for normal people. here on the other hand...it willbe so much more. attending a catholic school means that there is a STRONG following of incredibly irish and proud to be irish people. which in turn means that they will be farther than you could imagine. im excited. cuz hey, being canadian means we just celebrate any chance we get, hell we have a national holiday for MOVING. yea thats right, moving, as in going to a new house. exactly.
well thats it. nothing else really pressing. paper and shower time.
peace out cub scouts.
this week was.........interesting.......my first official spring break is over. im back at school...listening to music and just reflecting. nothing to exciting but it wasnt horribly boring.
still hate living in my house. cant wait till i get a good enough job that i can be on my own. i just need to get away from that house. i love my dad and sis and i love living there. but there is so much pain in that house. i need some where fresh to start from and somewhere to make new happy memories. i think it might be good for all of us if we were able to move to DC and start over.
the guy situation...sooooo confusing. its either there is NO ONE or there are WAY TOO MANY floating around. either they are all tlaking to me and telling me they are interested, or they are all ignoring/fighting with me so they arent anymore. its fucked up. like they are all like in sync with each other. its creepy. and none of them want to get any deeper than any of the others so its hard to tell which to spend my time and invest in. its fucked up.
st pattys this week = shit show. at least thats what happens for normal people. here on the other hand...it willbe so much more. attending a catholic school means that there is a STRONG following of incredibly irish and proud to be irish people. which in turn means that they will be farther than you could imagine. im excited. cuz hey, being canadian means we just celebrate any chance we get, hell we have a national holiday for MOVING. yea thats right, moving, as in going to a new house. exactly.
well thats it. nothing else really pressing. paper and shower time.
peace out cub scouts.