*..brought to you by number fuck you!*
ahh trampoline, where have you been all winter? it's nice to have a replacement star gazing companion since mine kinda quit. anyway...
*tuesday night went to the mall with ange and nate. we dragged nate in and out of girly stores, the poor kid. then we headed to panera to visit miss melissa. for some reason i cannot figure out, the workers found some type of humor in my ordering a jelly sandwich.
*wednesday night i headed back to angie's around 8. kyle, nate, and natalia came over and witnessed our crazed games of hockey on the N64 (no, we have not upgraded to your fancy PS2's and XBox's). melissa shortly joined, and after a lil bit we went to Friendly's to get some ice cream. we stayed amused by playing with my silly putty and angela's bouncy ball and laughing about any and everything. from there we shifted to melissa's, where nate let us straighten his hair and kyle let us curl his. now that right there is some great sportage. after we finished, nate had a new type of mullet with a fag wave attached and kyle had a mohawk. meliss dropped us back at ange's after the boys had left, and we went straight to sleep.
*this morning.. actually, we didn't wake up till 12. from there, ange and i enjoyed more N64, the osbournes, wayyy too many online videos, and chinese food. my fortune cookie reads: Patience is the key to joy. well i sure hope so, although i lack any trace of patience. lucky numbers just had to include his number~ shot down once again.
*and, for the sake of getting this outta me, i HATE feeling held back. it's like i have to wait for him to say and do everything. i lost more than a boyfriend, i lost a best friend, and "all i need to know is that i'm something you'll be missing". i don't even know what to say anymore.. what do you say to someone you love if they don't love you back anymore? i wonder if everything really is meant to be broken...
*tuesday night went to the mall with ange and nate. we dragged nate in and out of girly stores, the poor kid. then we headed to panera to visit miss melissa. for some reason i cannot figure out, the workers found some type of humor in my ordering a jelly sandwich.
*wednesday night i headed back to angie's around 8. kyle, nate, and natalia came over and witnessed our crazed games of hockey on the N64 (no, we have not upgraded to your fancy PS2's and XBox's). melissa shortly joined, and after a lil bit we went to Friendly's to get some ice cream. we stayed amused by playing with my silly putty and angela's bouncy ball and laughing about any and everything. from there we shifted to melissa's, where nate let us straighten his hair and kyle let us curl his. now that right there is some great sportage. after we finished, nate had a new type of mullet with a fag wave attached and kyle had a mohawk. meliss dropped us back at ange's after the boys had left, and we went straight to sleep.
*this morning.. actually, we didn't wake up till 12. from there, ange and i enjoyed more N64, the osbournes, wayyy too many online videos, and chinese food. my fortune cookie reads: Patience is the key to joy. well i sure hope so, although i lack any trace of patience. lucky numbers just had to include his number~ shot down once again.
*and, for the sake of getting this outta me, i HATE feeling held back. it's like i have to wait for him to say and do everything. i lost more than a boyfriend, i lost a best friend, and "all i need to know is that i'm something you'll be missing". i don't even know what to say anymore.. what do you say to someone you love if they don't love you back anymore? i wonder if everything really is meant to be broken...