when the first baby laughed for the first time the laugh broke into a thousand pieces...and they all
went skipping about...and that was the beginning of fairies...
so this past weekend has been marvelous. my dearest ashlee came out to visit and i had a great time. she got to experience, first hand, a copa party, and she got to hang out with my closest friends from here. i feel today was the best part about this weekend. we woke up, ate subway, and then watched a movie. and then we went to the park, and then the hard rock cafe, where this really cute guy that i saw play there the last time i wass there. ahhh so hotttt. after we stuffed ourselves to maximum capacity, we proceded to the incline, and realized we didn't have enough money so we went into the shops at station square and found a mac machine. then we stopped at this stupid stand and got our picture put on stickers...they turned out really cute. see me and ashlee always do stupid stuff like that. we always get out picture taken whereever we go. i have a collection building on my fridge, one from the empire state building, and another from pitsburghit's like a post card that we got yesterday.
at the top of mnt washington i started talking to ash, and how every year i have one friend that i am attached at the hip with and that my family loves. 10th grade it was katie fritz, junior year...i can't remember i think i was a loser that year, and then senior year it was ry ry. and then this past summer when everything started to fall apart with ry it was michael and willum. and then when michael and will turned homo on me, ashlee was to my rescue. and my mom adores her, my dad thinks she rediculous, and my sister can tolerate her, which is a lot for her. and i was saying how my family loves ya, and everything, but i am kinda just waiting for it to fall apart. i'm just waiting for some catastrophe. but one thing i did notice was the fact that we always have our picture taken. like wherever we go get pay for a memory of it to be captured. and in a way i feel that is something solid. and we always look cute in the picture too! if i were asked to show pictures of all of my best friends, the only ones i could show were ashlee britt, marc, will, and michael. and 3 out of the 5 are still my best friends, so i gotta be doing something right? but i don't understand why i feel that something will happen to us? i think this is the first relationship that i have with someone that might actually work out for me. who knows?
then i spent a nice portion of this evenign talking to sarah about relationships and what we truely want, and we don't want much. i don't want all of the flowers and champagne. i just want a companion, to just be with. and ashlee made a good point that at this moment in guys lives, they just was the hot skinny slut, but soon they will be changing their minds, and they will realize that all along they wanted us. it was nice. i enjoyed it very much.
but i suppose i shall bid farewell, for i must get up early tomorrow morning to take ashlee to the train station... i don't want her to go! :'(
so this past weekend has been marvelous. my dearest ashlee came out to visit and i had a great time. she got to experience, first hand, a copa party, and she got to hang out with my closest friends from here. i feel today was the best part about this weekend. we woke up, ate subway, and then watched a movie. and then we went to the park, and then the hard rock cafe, where this really cute guy that i saw play there the last time i wass there. ahhh so hotttt. after we stuffed ourselves to maximum capacity, we proceded to the incline, and realized we didn't have enough money so we went into the shops at station square and found a mac machine. then we stopped at this stupid stand and got our picture put on stickers...they turned out really cute. see me and ashlee always do stupid stuff like that. we always get out picture taken whereever we go. i have a collection building on my fridge, one from the empire state building, and another from pitsburghit's like a post card that we got yesterday.
at the top of mnt washington i started talking to ash, and how every year i have one friend that i am attached at the hip with and that my family loves. 10th grade it was katie fritz, junior year...i can't remember i think i was a loser that year, and then senior year it was ry ry. and then this past summer when everything started to fall apart with ry it was michael and willum. and then when michael and will turned homo on me, ashlee was to my rescue. and my mom adores her, my dad thinks she rediculous, and my sister can tolerate her, which is a lot for her. and i was saying how my family loves ya, and everything, but i am kinda just waiting for it to fall apart. i'm just waiting for some catastrophe. but one thing i did notice was the fact that we always have our picture taken. like wherever we go get pay for a memory of it to be captured. and in a way i feel that is something solid. and we always look cute in the picture too! if i were asked to show pictures of all of my best friends, the only ones i could show were ashlee britt, marc, will, and michael. and 3 out of the 5 are still my best friends, so i gotta be doing something right? but i don't understand why i feel that something will happen to us? i think this is the first relationship that i have with someone that might actually work out for me. who knows?
then i spent a nice portion of this evenign talking to sarah about relationships and what we truely want, and we don't want much. i don't want all of the flowers and champagne. i just want a companion, to just be with. and ashlee made a good point that at this moment in guys lives, they just was the hot skinny slut, but soon they will be changing their minds, and they will realize that all along they wanted us. it was nice. i enjoyed it very much.
but i suppose i shall bid farewell, for i must get up early tomorrow morning to take ashlee to the train station... i don't want her to go! :'(