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Do you know what I'm really fucking sick of?
Being the one who ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS makes the plans.
I feel like a stalker or something.
It's just fucking ridiculous and I'm pretty damn tired of it.
I don't want to be the one always calling, the one always "checking up".
Fuck that.
I had a really long talk with Dave today about people and this kind of stuff.
He told me his friends were like that and now he just doesn't hang out with them.
Because it's bullshit.
And he's right. HE'S RIGHT.
Whatever. I'm done trying.
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So today was pretty good.
I came home, took a shower, and got ready.
I actually looked pretty. lol. Like, really pretty.
Dave was surprised. lol. Because I just don't try to impress him anymore...what's the point? He's already my boyfriend.lol
So he came to pick me up and we drove about 30 seconds to John's house.
John and Julie went into the upstairs bedroom with the door shut for about...3 hours. Yeah, I know.
Dave and I hung out...and talked...and "hung out". Haha.
We had nice talks too.
Then we played XBOX 360. Hell yeah. I totally destroyed him.
Hahah...not really. lol.
Then John and Julie came downstairs and John went fucking insane.
It was hilarious/scary.
Wow. Good times. I like hanging out, just the four of us.
Then Dave drove me home because he has to work :[
Boo. He works so much, I hate it.
And I don't think anyone is doing anything tonight. Because I called a million and one fucking people.
And either they're not home or they don't feel like doing anything.
So, I'm going out with Dave when he gets home from work.
Yayyy!!!! :D
So. Bye for now.
Peace. JYEAH. UH. bLIP.jyeah.
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