this story's old but it goes on and on until we dissapear
uhm, so...life...been pretty shitty. whatever. could be worse. has been worse.
prom: eh...sorta lame, but enjoyable all the same. my dress was pretty...i wasnt so much. i didnt like the peopel we were sitting with. i made a few friendly friends. they were fun. pat and i barely kissed...didnt do "it" afterwards. no parties...just went home and slept. we hung out the next day, but didnt really do much. discovered a merry-go-round made just for me. it was bad ass. went home that day...did nothing really. oh...went with pat to get "normal pants' they look nice on him.
thursday: stayed home and did nothing. pat came into town. i went into owosso to get petitions to help out dan with the hub. it was supposed to be a quick trip, but his little party wasnt over, so justin and i went on a walk. it was fun. got home that night and went to the park with patrick. it was nice. too bad there was no stars out. oh well. uhm...thi8ngs have felt, sorta of "off" between the two of us lately, and im not quite sure why. the only way i saw to rationally solve that problem was to take a break. ya know...give things time to "rekindle" pat wasnt too happy about that, but optimistic that things would work themselves out. i told him that i was busy all weekend before i even said lets take a break, so it was my understanding that he knew i wouldnt have time to hang out with him. so yea, went to owosso without him friday...had an amazing time hanging out with friends and running the petition ( we filled every clipboard up) then i was at battle of the bands...watching notice of eviction..which i was sorta looking forward to, and pat shows up out of nowhere. whatever. hung out with him. wasnt around to help with screaming at the end of the set. chilled with pat untill my dad brought him home. that made my dad curious and pissy. whatever. hung out with justin and joaquin for a few hours...had a stellar time since their such nice guys...then went home around 2 30. yea, so...i guess pat kept comming over and calling and junk. that made my dad stay up late, and i got my ass chewed when i got home. next day pat came over bright and early, and tagged along with me to owosso..even thoguth i made it very clear, i was not intending to be around him. i wanted space. was that so much to ask? so yea, we sort of fought. it was gay. not as gay as fuckers announcing to everyone pat and i broke up. maybe i wanted to keep that quiet. whatever. i was hacing a shitty ass day saturday. thank god maria was there to keep me company. at one point, pat was like " dont ditch me in owosso" gah. what the hell? he was supposed to go home with my dad. why was it my responsibility to get him a ride home? so yea...went out of my way asking people. finally my dad shopws up, i get him to give pat a ride home...he told pat to meet him where we were at in another hour....ok, everythign was fine. justin and i go for a walk since we both had shitty ass days. come back and my dad cant find patrick. he fucking left with the cunt that is amanda. uhm...hello....did you forget that you were freaking out over going home??? yea...so i was pretty pissed. i dont enjoy crying in public. i try to hide it. josiah came over by me and just sat t htere...then i started crying ( god...im so lame) and he gave me a really big hug. it made me feel better...but more sad all the same. so yea...joaquin and i now have code names for one another... white team brown team. its fun. hes a nice guy. for a mexican and all. haha. i keed. so yea...they brought me home around 1 30...then i left and met them at the park and we chilled there for a while. it was fun..aside from poor brown team being sad about his lady friend. yea...poor guy.
today: i was too pissed and not sure about my feelings to hang out with patrick, so i didnt. yep. i suck. i dont care. definate things goingon in my life. very complicated emotions, a shit load of uncertainty...so if you have shit to say, dont bother. i dont need your shit...so im not goign to care.
prom: eh...sorta lame, but enjoyable all the same. my dress was pretty...i wasnt so much. i didnt like the peopel we were sitting with. i made a few friendly friends. they were fun. pat and i barely kissed...didnt do "it" afterwards. no parties...just went home and slept. we hung out the next day, but didnt really do much. discovered a merry-go-round made just for me. it was bad ass. went home that day...did nothing really. oh...went with pat to get "normal pants' they look nice on him.
thursday: stayed home and did nothing. pat came into town. i went into owosso to get petitions to help out dan with the hub. it was supposed to be a quick trip, but his little party wasnt over, so justin and i went on a walk. it was fun. got home that night and went to the park with patrick. it was nice. too bad there was no stars out. oh well. uhm...thi8ngs have felt, sorta of "off" between the two of us lately, and im not quite sure why. the only way i saw to rationally solve that problem was to take a break. ya know...give things time to "rekindle" pat wasnt too happy about that, but optimistic that things would work themselves out. i told him that i was busy all weekend before i even said lets take a break, so it was my understanding that he knew i wouldnt have time to hang out with him. so yea, went to owosso without him friday...had an amazing time hanging out with friends and running the petition ( we filled every clipboard up) then i was at battle of the bands...watching notice of eviction..which i was sorta looking forward to, and pat shows up out of nowhere. whatever. hung out with him. wasnt around to help with screaming at the end of the set. chilled with pat untill my dad brought him home. that made my dad curious and pissy. whatever. hung out with justin and joaquin for a few hours...had a stellar time since their such nice guys...then went home around 2 30. yea, so...i guess pat kept comming over and calling and junk. that made my dad stay up late, and i got my ass chewed when i got home. next day pat came over bright and early, and tagged along with me to owosso..even thoguth i made it very clear, i was not intending to be around him. i wanted space. was that so much to ask? so yea, we sort of fought. it was gay. not as gay as fuckers announcing to everyone pat and i broke up. maybe i wanted to keep that quiet. whatever. i was hacing a shitty ass day saturday. thank god maria was there to keep me company. at one point, pat was like " dont ditch me in owosso" gah. what the hell? he was supposed to go home with my dad. why was it my responsibility to get him a ride home? so yea...went out of my way asking people. finally my dad shopws up, i get him to give pat a ride home...he told pat to meet him where we were at in another hour....ok, everythign was fine. justin and i go for a walk since we both had shitty ass days. come back and my dad cant find patrick. he fucking left with the cunt that is amanda. uhm...hello....did you forget that you were freaking out over going home??? yea...so i was pretty pissed. i dont enjoy crying in public. i try to hide it. josiah came over by me and just sat t htere...then i started crying ( god...im so lame) and he gave me a really big hug. it made me feel better...but more sad all the same. so yea...joaquin and i now have code names for one another... white team brown team. its fun. hes a nice guy. for a mexican and all. haha. i keed. so yea...they brought me home around 1 30...then i left and met them at the park and we chilled there for a while. it was fun..aside from poor brown team being sad about his lady friend. yea...poor guy.
today: i was too pissed and not sure about my feelings to hang out with patrick, so i didnt. yep. i suck. i dont care. definate things goingon in my life. very complicated emotions, a shit load of uncertainty...so if you have shit to say, dont bother. i dont need your shit...so im not goign to care.