He's Baaaaaack!
Sooo much has happened!!! Goodness me.
John came back from Iraq. He had appendicitis, so now he's got a cool scar and everything. He came down on Saturday night and we hung out old school style. Yeah. Whatever that means.
I went camping with Sara and Brandi and Bryce and some other people and I tripped for my first time, and probably my only time. It was fun and all, I am just not really into drugs anymore. Oh well.
Devon told me that Ryan (my ex) was caught making out with my old next door neighbor, who is like my baby sister, and who is also fourteen years old. He denies it completely. What a fuckhead. I will get the real story from her soon.
I have my old best friend back. I thought he was gone. But he is here for me always, and hearing his voice and seeing his words brings me more peace than anything else in the entire world. He means so much to me it is obnoxious. But we talk, and he makes all the bad stuff go away. Or just seem better. Something like that.
Bryce is one of the funnest people I know. There is no other person in the world I can fight with and wrestle to the ground and punch as hard as I can who will do the same back to me, and it is wonderful. It gets my strenght up. And I get to be a bridesmaid in his wedding! The date was pushed back(I think), but it will happen. Brandi also told me about a talk they had, where she claimed she could tell when he had a crush on a girl. Among a few others, I was one of them, back in the day. The funny thing is, I had a thing for him too. It still makes me laugh. But he doesn't know I know. That makes it even funnier. hahaha.
//and there is never any place/for someone like me to be totally happy/i'm running out of clock and that ain't a shock/some things never do change/never do change//
sorry, i love that song.
anyway. I go under the knife on July 9th. Six weeks recovery on a liquid diet. Nothing but soup. No milkshakes...they told me if I ate alot of them I would gain weight, not lose it. Not that I need to do either, but I would rather lose than gain. I am a girl, what can I say?
Jay moved to Phoenix last week. Technical school. Great kid. Love him to death.
I want to marry my car. An `89 blue and white Bronco II in great shape with only 80 thousand miles on it. I love it. It is waaaayyy to much fun. Four wheel drive and everything.
Okay. The End
John came back from Iraq. He had appendicitis, so now he's got a cool scar and everything. He came down on Saturday night and we hung out old school style. Yeah. Whatever that means.
I went camping with Sara and Brandi and Bryce and some other people and I tripped for my first time, and probably my only time. It was fun and all, I am just not really into drugs anymore. Oh well.
Devon told me that Ryan (my ex) was caught making out with my old next door neighbor, who is like my baby sister, and who is also fourteen years old. He denies it completely. What a fuckhead. I will get the real story from her soon.
I have my old best friend back. I thought he was gone. But he is here for me always, and hearing his voice and seeing his words brings me more peace than anything else in the entire world. He means so much to me it is obnoxious. But we talk, and he makes all the bad stuff go away. Or just seem better. Something like that.
Bryce is one of the funnest people I know. There is no other person in the world I can fight with and wrestle to the ground and punch as hard as I can who will do the same back to me, and it is wonderful. It gets my strenght up. And I get to be a bridesmaid in his wedding! The date was pushed back(I think), but it will happen. Brandi also told me about a talk they had, where she claimed she could tell when he had a crush on a girl. Among a few others, I was one of them, back in the day. The funny thing is, I had a thing for him too. It still makes me laugh. But he doesn't know I know. That makes it even funnier. hahaha.
//and there is never any place/for someone like me to be totally happy/i'm running out of clock and that ain't a shock/some things never do change/never do change//
sorry, i love that song.
anyway. I go under the knife on July 9th. Six weeks recovery on a liquid diet. Nothing but soup. No milkshakes...they told me if I ate alot of them I would gain weight, not lose it. Not that I need to do either, but I would rather lose than gain. I am a girl, what can I say?
Jay moved to Phoenix last week. Technical school. Great kid. Love him to death.
I want to marry my car. An `89 blue and white Bronco II in great shape with only 80 thousand miles on it. I love it. It is waaaayyy to much fun. Four wheel drive and everything.
Okay. The End