Look at me....
I haven't posted in this thing in like 8 years. It's crazy. But a lot of shit has been going down, so I feel like I want to write it for some reason.
I tried to go home this weekend. My car has been leaking coolant since the end of the summer. But I thought it was an easy fix. I fixed what I thought was wrong with the car. But yeah, it's still leaking like a sive. So I think it will be like last time. I'll have to stop every half hour or so to put water in it. Not so. I probably should have never left Ithaca. But I eventually made it to 17 just outside of Binghamton. And well I decided it would be a bad idea to continue. I wouldn't have a car left to fix by the time I got home. So I turned around and came back to IC. Barely made it. My car doesn't start correctly now. And that pisses me off. I want a new vechile badly. But I can't outright afford one, nor can I take a loan. So I need to buy a car from someone I know who will let me pay them monthly for it. Like my step-father's explorer. I like that truck anyway.
But the really shitty thing about not making it home is not getting to see the 4 people I was sooo looking foward to seeing. I miss joey, who is my god damn best friend in the world and that's really shitty. But I'm gonig to miss seeing Melissa also. I love that girl she means the world to me. I'd marry her in a heart beat if she'd let me.... And I won't get to go to Boston to see Gina who I haven't hung out with since the summer before freshmen year of college. That was a long time ago. But most of all I don't get to see Caitlin. And that's killing me. I think about her all day every day. She keeps me awake at night just wishing I could be with her. Lie next to her and just stare into her eyes. Everytime I do, I get that rollercoaster feeling in my stomach. I mean every fucking time. It's crazy. I'm so fucked up for her.
Other than that shittiness... Mother fucking halfsleeve next week. I'm excited. It's going to be so fucking hot. I need the ink to calm me down.
I tried to go home this weekend. My car has been leaking coolant since the end of the summer. But I thought it was an easy fix. I fixed what I thought was wrong with the car. But yeah, it's still leaking like a sive. So I think it will be like last time. I'll have to stop every half hour or so to put water in it. Not so. I probably should have never left Ithaca. But I eventually made it to 17 just outside of Binghamton. And well I decided it would be a bad idea to continue. I wouldn't have a car left to fix by the time I got home. So I turned around and came back to IC. Barely made it. My car doesn't start correctly now. And that pisses me off. I want a new vechile badly. But I can't outright afford one, nor can I take a loan. So I need to buy a car from someone I know who will let me pay them monthly for it. Like my step-father's explorer. I like that truck anyway.
But the really shitty thing about not making it home is not getting to see the 4 people I was sooo looking foward to seeing. I miss joey, who is my god damn best friend in the world and that's really shitty. But I'm gonig to miss seeing Melissa also. I love that girl she means the world to me. I'd marry her in a heart beat if she'd let me.... And I won't get to go to Boston to see Gina who I haven't hung out with since the summer before freshmen year of college. That was a long time ago. But most of all I don't get to see Caitlin. And that's killing me. I think about her all day every day. She keeps me awake at night just wishing I could be with her. Lie next to her and just stare into her eyes. Everytime I do, I get that rollercoaster feeling in my stomach. I mean every fucking time. It's crazy. I'm so fucked up for her.
Other than that shittiness... Mother fucking halfsleeve next week. I'm excited. It's going to be so fucking hot. I need the ink to calm me down.