im a hopeless romantic... youre just hopeless.
recently ive been thinking about all these plans and ideas i have . i just cant put them all into words yet... i havent been able to sleep well lately. the mother is always saying to cut back on the naps in order to get a better nights sleep. but so many things bubble up inside me as im lying there - staring at my ceiling. so the naps are not of importance. i'm so sick of having to deal with people im fed up. it's like they always manage to get in the way one way or another. and everyone is always misinterepreting what im saying, and think thats theres some hidden meaning behind it. im frankly just not that complex.
and like adding salt to an open wound, my dad just reassured me that i'll be going to toronto with them this weekend to visit family friends. which at first sounds somewhat alright, but really its just gonna be me sitting around while i watch 50 year olds get trashed and laugh the night away.im always stuck in the middle with no one to talk to. and i was contemplating whether or not going to cedar point on monday, but that idea went down the poooper. i got out of going to waterloo last weekend so i think i might just hit his last nerve if i ask to go. oh man, the cedar point trip rocked last year too... i mean life doesnt get much greater than going on the blue streak about 5 times. as for you who dont know what the blue streak is, it's one of the pussiest ride at the park. haha, but the big ones scare me. except for the raptor. i still dont know how i ever got myself to go on it.
...so miss lori let me borrow her diares of anne frank book. im not reading it for any other reason besides the fact that i enjoy reading. besides, i find the whole holocaust deal intriguing. u would figure the book would get good by the 50th page or so. but to my distaste it hasnt.
nevertheless, hernandez out.
and like adding salt to an open wound, my dad just reassured me that i'll be going to toronto with them this weekend to visit family friends. which at first sounds somewhat alright, but really its just gonna be me sitting around while i watch 50 year olds get trashed and laugh the night away.im always stuck in the middle with no one to talk to. and i was contemplating whether or not going to cedar point on monday, but that idea went down the poooper. i got out of going to waterloo last weekend so i think i might just hit his last nerve if i ask to go. oh man, the cedar point trip rocked last year too... i mean life doesnt get much greater than going on the blue streak about 5 times. as for you who dont know what the blue streak is, it's one of the pussiest ride at the park. haha, but the big ones scare me. except for the raptor. i still dont know how i ever got myself to go on it.
...so miss lori let me borrow her diares of anne frank book. im not reading it for any other reason besides the fact that i enjoy reading. besides, i find the whole holocaust deal intriguing. u would figure the book would get good by the 50th page or so. but to my distaste it hasnt.
nevertheless, hernandez out.