installment numero two
kay...
so seneca. party. drink. make out. lalala. while LAYNE here is trying to heal...and it just hurts how he just forgot me so quickly and was like.. oh.... something with a vagina...*make out...* i mean.. does that mean that that whole 6 months ment NOTHING ? he just kept me long enough coz i let him like groupe me all the time?
i feel so fuckin used.
so after that we went to school. YAY! rad people. ha! not seneca. gave me the cold shoulder. no. not cold.. like FROZEN!! so... yeh he ignored me when i was trying to patch things up and still be friends with him. *sigh* it sucks that im still so incredibly physically attracted to him. [the guy is studly]. but.
so i posed this blog on my myspace: its the poem from 10 things i hate about you.. and i found it INCREDIBLY fitting:
I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way youre always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when youre not around,
and the fact that you didnt call.
But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all.
soooo yea i'll tell you about senecas response later... g2g to dinner
so seneca. party. drink. make out. lalala. while LAYNE here is trying to heal...and it just hurts how he just forgot me so quickly and was like.. oh.... something with a vagina...*make out...* i mean.. does that mean that that whole 6 months ment NOTHING ? he just kept me long enough coz i let him like groupe me all the time?
i feel so fuckin used.
so after that we went to school. YAY! rad people. ha! not seneca. gave me the cold shoulder. no. not cold.. like FROZEN!! so... yeh he ignored me when i was trying to patch things up and still be friends with him. *sigh* it sucks that im still so incredibly physically attracted to him. [the guy is studly]. but.
so i posed this blog on my myspace: its the poem from 10 things i hate about you.. and i found it INCREDIBLY fitting:
I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way youre always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when youre not around,
and the fact that you didnt call.
But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all.
soooo yea i'll tell you about senecas response later... g2g to dinner