Return of the Queen
I am back after an extremely long LiveJournal hiatus. Harsh. Awfully harsh. I was gonna quit LJ for good, but couldn't figure out how, so I ditched that plan. THe only reason I wanted to do that anyway is because I have so little access to a computer, what with the little boys on all the time, and i didnt want to bother y'all with my username, and wondering if i was ever going to update. :)
I have this random rash thingy on my *chest.* There's all of these little red bumps that don't itch or anything, but are kind of unnerving all the same.
This Friday I am going up to stay with Melissa and stuff. I love her, and miss her so muh. But I'm sort of sick of hearing about her and Areli, and what she's done, cuz it's not right that her life gets to keep going, and mine is...stalled indefinitely.
Well, Annie and I painted our room last week, some blues and tans. Annie wanted to paint the ceiling yellow, but at the last minute, I realized that it would look terrible, so said that we shouldn't get it. I said, if, once the room was painted, I liked the idea of a yellow ceiling, we could buy the paint, but I wasn't so sure I wanted it right now. Well, Annie gave me so much crap about that, about how I wasn't compromising, and it wasn't fair that it was only my choice, and a buncha other shit. (despite the fact that I let her do her thing completely in the room, and it wasn't anything close 2 what I wanted for my room) But today, she and mom finally admitted that I was right, and the yellow wouldn't have looked good! suckazz!!! I'm not an amateur.
Lates peeps,
PAR
I have this random rash thingy on my *chest.* There's all of these little red bumps that don't itch or anything, but are kind of unnerving all the same.
This Friday I am going up to stay with Melissa and stuff. I love her, and miss her so muh. But I'm sort of sick of hearing about her and Areli, and what she's done, cuz it's not right that her life gets to keep going, and mine is...stalled indefinitely.
Well, Annie and I painted our room last week, some blues and tans. Annie wanted to paint the ceiling yellow, but at the last minute, I realized that it would look terrible, so said that we shouldn't get it. I said, if, once the room was painted, I liked the idea of a yellow ceiling, we could buy the paint, but I wasn't so sure I wanted it right now. Well, Annie gave me so much crap about that, about how I wasn't compromising, and it wasn't fair that it was only my choice, and a buncha other shit. (despite the fact that I let her do her thing completely in the room, and it wasn't anything close 2 what I wanted for my room) But today, she and mom finally admitted that I was right, and the yellow wouldn't have looked good! suckazz!!! I'm not an amateur.
Lates peeps,
PAR