Sorry this is SUPER long, but you love me
Okay, so this is what is up, Katie style
My internet is being a dumb shit, and I don't have the time or brains to fix it, so here I am at valley again.
Seamus and I got to talk this weekend, even though he got wasted the first night and passed out ON THE PHONE, and I had to call the front desk at his hotel to make sure he didn't drown in vomit or something equally rockstar. But they said he was just passed the fuck out, this ghetto girl Ginger at the fron desk was like, "hunney, they just came back from the bar, and he had to be carried out" IRISH! There are some downsides to it. I told him I am the sane one because I am not all Irish (swedish, norweigian, and austrian) and I told him there is no hope for him to ever be all there because of his blood, he just laughed and agreed.
But he bought me a necklace and I had a great talk with his mum, I am really lucky, and I am starting to see that. Just as long as I can hang in here and trust him... we'll be fine. Maggie said he called, which sends daggers into my heart (drew rings in my head) but... Seamus has been nervous about me a lot... all I do is hang out with guys... even if they are gay. I know I just have to get over it, and trust in what he says.
Ashley and brandon broke up, and I have been trying to be there for her around the clock (i mean around the clock too) I want to be there for her more than anything... I love her more than she'll ever know, but it is taking it's toll, mainly making me want to kill him more and more. I have endless energy, but not endless forgivness. That kid, trust me, WILL get his, and hopefully from God and fate, cause that always hurts the most.
Or maybe the wrath of Seamus? Excuse me, Private McClure.
I called him McClure jokingly and he freaked out, it was so funny.
And by the way Scott, I told him about our douche bag fight, and rave showers... I am not quite sure he is ready to chill with Diggy and Shapam for a week, but he'll get over it... haha
And I told him about the Tri-Ginger, and he says he is the fucking champ at beer pong (I feel a buuurrrr rumble coming on!)
Life is good, but I have gas... haha
Katie
My internet is being a dumb shit, and I don't have the time or brains to fix it, so here I am at valley again.
Seamus and I got to talk this weekend, even though he got wasted the first night and passed out ON THE PHONE, and I had to call the front desk at his hotel to make sure he didn't drown in vomit or something equally rockstar. But they said he was just passed the fuck out, this ghetto girl Ginger at the fron desk was like, "hunney, they just came back from the bar, and he had to be carried out" IRISH! There are some downsides to it. I told him I am the sane one because I am not all Irish (swedish, norweigian, and austrian) and I told him there is no hope for him to ever be all there because of his blood, he just laughed and agreed.
But he bought me a necklace and I had a great talk with his mum, I am really lucky, and I am starting to see that. Just as long as I can hang in here and trust him... we'll be fine. Maggie said he called, which sends daggers into my heart (drew rings in my head) but... Seamus has been nervous about me a lot... all I do is hang out with guys... even if they are gay. I know I just have to get over it, and trust in what he says.
Ashley and brandon broke up, and I have been trying to be there for her around the clock (i mean around the clock too) I want to be there for her more than anything... I love her more than she'll ever know, but it is taking it's toll, mainly making me want to kill him more and more. I have endless energy, but not endless forgivness. That kid, trust me, WILL get his, and hopefully from God and fate, cause that always hurts the most.
Or maybe the wrath of Seamus? Excuse me, Private McClure.
I called him McClure jokingly and he freaked out, it was so funny.
And by the way Scott, I told him about our douche bag fight, and rave showers... I am not quite sure he is ready to chill with Diggy and Shapam for a week, but he'll get over it... haha
And I told him about the Tri-Ginger, and he says he is the fucking champ at beer pong (I feel a buuurrrr rumble coming on!)
Life is good, but I have gas... haha
Katie