everybody wants something they'll never give up
I’m happy, really happy. For those of you who don’t like me talking about Mir, just stop reading right now, because its guaranteed she will be mentioned in here because she is a big part of my life.
Being back home isn’t so bad. I’m sore and all, but it’s getting better. The pain killers are helping a lot, and I’m relaxing a lot, which works out great for me. I know have a little table that my mom bought me the other day… its like one of those breakfast in bed tables, its for my computer so I don’t have to have it on my chest or lap when I’m in bed. It’s great, my family came to see me, helped out and all. Sad to say that my near death experience is what brought them to me, but I’m grateful to have them back in my life.
Mir’s officially moved in. She’s been a great help with me, always asking if there’s anything she can get me and all. Poor girl is acting like my slave, but I’m not allowing it, heh. She doesn’t need to be my slave, I can do some things on my own. Now Mir’s also officially something else, officially my girlfriend. Here we go, let the bashing on us start. I’m happy with her, really happy. We decided since recent events with people not happy about us being how we were, that we didn’t need to make them happy, that we just needed to make ourselves happy, so we’re officially together now. No more “basically” or anything, it’s official. It’s amazing too, I’m happy to be with her. It had came to the point where I was just letting everything flow, and if we wound up together we did, if we didn’t then it wasn’t meant to happen. Well, we wound up together, so obviously somebody upstairs wanted us to be together. Well, farther up, I don’t think the people leaving directly up from us really care what we do, or that we exist down here. Heh. I told my family about us being official, my mom is ecstatic. She said she couldn’t imagine anyone better for me right now then her. My dad is pretty happy with it too, telling me I did right with this one, I did right by sticking by her. My family said that if I hurt Mir, they’re going to hurt me, heh. They love her that much.
Shenae’s came over a few times, its pretty cool. She’s a lot of fun, and I love that I can put a smile on her face right now. We sat around remembering old times together, all of our drunken fun times when I first moved in here. Leprechauns, dancing on tables and falling, dogs, cabinets, walls… ahh they all hold significance to us. We seriously used to have a lot of fun together, and I think we’re getting back to that crazy side of us. The side where we were great friends and had none of that drama between us. She’s a great girl, she doesn’t deserve what happened to her. I think she’s going to make it through though, just one day at a time. I told her about Mir and I being official, she was really happy for us. I loved seeing how happy she was for us, that really made things a lot better. It’s nice to know that one of our friends from the cast our happy to know that we’re together. Then I told her about how Mir’s applying to my college. She’s not applying just because of me, she actually really liked the college. So don’t go saying that all she talks about and all she’s about is me now, because that’s not true. Don’t say crap unless you know it for sure, because that’s just a bunch of bull. Anyways, I told Shenae about that and I could tell she wasn’t as happy about that. I think it was mostly because if Mir gets accepted (which I think she will, no reason for her not to be, she’s more qualified then some of the people here) it’s going to be me and Mir in Montreal and her here without us. I tried to make things better by saying she could come visit whenever she wanted because she’ll always have a place with one of us in Montreal, and that Mir and I can visit here, I hope that made her realize everything will be fine, because it will be. Just because we’ll be 7 hours away does not mean we’re deserting her and everything else. But yes, Shenae’s random visits are nice. It’s always nice to see her.
Lauren and I talked the other night, first time in awhile. That girl’s still crazy and funny as always. We both discovered we share secret identities as something… but I can’t tell what they are because that would ruin it and make it not a secret between us. Anyways, we declared that I’m a carrot because I’m dying my hair orange and she’s a strawberry because she’s going to dye her hair red. I was about to say fruit love, but then I realized that I’m a vegetable, not a fruit. So she came up with Food Group Love, and then we decided we’re going to have our own exclusive little club. You cannot ask to be in this club, you must be invited by us, heh. Shane’s a part of our exclusive club, he’s the representative from the poultry section. He is now chicken-fish, because we say so and he agreed to it. Oh the wonderful things Laur and I were plotting and laughing about that night with it. We declared Shane’s going to get married to some nice buns (hehe, nice one Laur) and Laur gets to be the Fruit of Honor and I get to be the Best Vegetable. Ah, fun times fun times. I missed talking to that girl.
Speaking of people I miss talking to… Kate called me last night. That was pretty great because I hadn’t talked to her since I was in Montreal. Things are going good there. I told her about my accident and she about flipped out. She was talking about flying here right away to see me and all that stuff, I told her not to worry. She still might come, she’s not sure yet. But it was great talking to her because I hadn’t talked to her in awhile. We were on the phone for a good hour and a half just catching up and talking about old days when we lived together. I told her about Mir and me being official, and she’s really happy for us. So that makes another friend that is happy for us, which I love. I love supportive friends who like to see me happy and realize that Mir makes me happy. In fact, the whole Montreal crew is happy for us. They loved Mir when they met her and she was in Montreal. They all want me back soon, but I told them I’m staying here until my birthday like planned. Things are going well with my family, don’t want to ruin that. I’m going to enjoy it while I can.
So you want your own little paragraph here D? Well, here you go, since it meant so freaking much to you. Since you took it way too seriously and freaked out over it. Here’s my paragraph to you. Just because I didn’t include the fact that I talked to you, does not mean I don’t think you’re not a good friend. Just because I didn’t write a paragraph about you in the last entry doesn’t mean I don’t consider you a good friend. God, I forgot one thing and you like crucify me over it. You even got mad that I remembered that it was Cassie’s birthday. I’m sorry that I remember her birthday because I’ve known her for years, yet you don’t even know her birthday. I’m sorry I’ve payed attention these last few years to when her birthday was. But since I forgot to write one simple little paragraph about you, you flip out. I’m freaking sorry that what you and I talked about wasn’t really that important and didn’t really make a difference in what was going on in my life. Seriously, you took it too far and overreacted with it. It’s one freaking paragraph, don’t be so childish about it. I would expect this from other people, not you. You don’t see me writing in here every single thing I do. I don’t write in here about me and Stacey talking a lot, or that I talked to Jamie, and so on. No, you don’t see that, because they’re just regular conversations that really make no difference on the big stuff going on in my life, like my accident for one. Do you see Stacey or Jamie getting mad because I don’t mention them? No, because they know the conversation wasn’t anything big. They know it holds no significance compared to everything else in my life. I’m sorry that I don’t sit there and jot down every little detail about my life. Would you like me to start making a schedule of what I do? Would you like me to include in here what I eat, when I shower, when I freaking go to the bathroom? Because that’s seriously how you are acting with it, like that’s what you want. But, now you got your paragraph, so be happy. It’s here, now you can’t bitch about you not having a paragraph.
I’m prepared, bring on the bitching you guys have from this entry. The bitching of me talking about Mir and the bitching of whatever else, like what I said to D. Just don’t be shocked if I leave a pretty mean comment back.
I’m off for another nap, damn these pills. Comment, or not, its up to you.
Being back home isn’t so bad. I’m sore and all, but it’s getting better. The pain killers are helping a lot, and I’m relaxing a lot, which works out great for me. I know have a little table that my mom bought me the other day… its like one of those breakfast in bed tables, its for my computer so I don’t have to have it on my chest or lap when I’m in bed. It’s great, my family came to see me, helped out and all. Sad to say that my near death experience is what brought them to me, but I’m grateful to have them back in my life.
Mir’s officially moved in. She’s been a great help with me, always asking if there’s anything she can get me and all. Poor girl is acting like my slave, but I’m not allowing it, heh. She doesn’t need to be my slave, I can do some things on my own. Now Mir’s also officially something else, officially my girlfriend. Here we go, let the bashing on us start. I’m happy with her, really happy. We decided since recent events with people not happy about us being how we were, that we didn’t need to make them happy, that we just needed to make ourselves happy, so we’re officially together now. No more “basically” or anything, it’s official. It’s amazing too, I’m happy to be with her. It had came to the point where I was just letting everything flow, and if we wound up together we did, if we didn’t then it wasn’t meant to happen. Well, we wound up together, so obviously somebody upstairs wanted us to be together. Well, farther up, I don’t think the people leaving directly up from us really care what we do, or that we exist down here. Heh. I told my family about us being official, my mom is ecstatic. She said she couldn’t imagine anyone better for me right now then her. My dad is pretty happy with it too, telling me I did right with this one, I did right by sticking by her. My family said that if I hurt Mir, they’re going to hurt me, heh. They love her that much.
Shenae’s came over a few times, its pretty cool. She’s a lot of fun, and I love that I can put a smile on her face right now. We sat around remembering old times together, all of our drunken fun times when I first moved in here. Leprechauns, dancing on tables and falling, dogs, cabinets, walls… ahh they all hold significance to us. We seriously used to have a lot of fun together, and I think we’re getting back to that crazy side of us. The side where we were great friends and had none of that drama between us. She’s a great girl, she doesn’t deserve what happened to her. I think she’s going to make it through though, just one day at a time. I told her about Mir and I being official, she was really happy for us. I loved seeing how happy she was for us, that really made things a lot better. It’s nice to know that one of our friends from the cast our happy to know that we’re together. Then I told her about how Mir’s applying to my college. She’s not applying just because of me, she actually really liked the college. So don’t go saying that all she talks about and all she’s about is me now, because that’s not true. Don’t say crap unless you know it for sure, because that’s just a bunch of bull. Anyways, I told Shenae about that and I could tell she wasn’t as happy about that. I think it was mostly because if Mir gets accepted (which I think she will, no reason for her not to be, she’s more qualified then some of the people here) it’s going to be me and Mir in Montreal and her here without us. I tried to make things better by saying she could come visit whenever she wanted because she’ll always have a place with one of us in Montreal, and that Mir and I can visit here, I hope that made her realize everything will be fine, because it will be. Just because we’ll be 7 hours away does not mean we’re deserting her and everything else. But yes, Shenae’s random visits are nice. It’s always nice to see her.
Lauren and I talked the other night, first time in awhile. That girl’s still crazy and funny as always. We both discovered we share secret identities as something… but I can’t tell what they are because that would ruin it and make it not a secret between us. Anyways, we declared that I’m a carrot because I’m dying my hair orange and she’s a strawberry because she’s going to dye her hair red. I was about to say fruit love, but then I realized that I’m a vegetable, not a fruit. So she came up with Food Group Love, and then we decided we’re going to have our own exclusive little club. You cannot ask to be in this club, you must be invited by us, heh. Shane’s a part of our exclusive club, he’s the representative from the poultry section. He is now chicken-fish, because we say so and he agreed to it. Oh the wonderful things Laur and I were plotting and laughing about that night with it. We declared Shane’s going to get married to some nice buns (hehe, nice one Laur) and Laur gets to be the Fruit of Honor and I get to be the Best Vegetable. Ah, fun times fun times. I missed talking to that girl.
Speaking of people I miss talking to… Kate called me last night. That was pretty great because I hadn’t talked to her since I was in Montreal. Things are going good there. I told her about my accident and she about flipped out. She was talking about flying here right away to see me and all that stuff, I told her not to worry. She still might come, she’s not sure yet. But it was great talking to her because I hadn’t talked to her in awhile. We were on the phone for a good hour and a half just catching up and talking about old days when we lived together. I told her about Mir and me being official, and she’s really happy for us. So that makes another friend that is happy for us, which I love. I love supportive friends who like to see me happy and realize that Mir makes me happy. In fact, the whole Montreal crew is happy for us. They loved Mir when they met her and she was in Montreal. They all want me back soon, but I told them I’m staying here until my birthday like planned. Things are going well with my family, don’t want to ruin that. I’m going to enjoy it while I can.
So you want your own little paragraph here D? Well, here you go, since it meant so freaking much to you. Since you took it way too seriously and freaked out over it. Here’s my paragraph to you. Just because I didn’t include the fact that I talked to you, does not mean I don’t think you’re not a good friend. Just because I didn’t write a paragraph about you in the last entry doesn’t mean I don’t consider you a good friend. God, I forgot one thing and you like crucify me over it. You even got mad that I remembered that it was Cassie’s birthday. I’m sorry that I remember her birthday because I’ve known her for years, yet you don’t even know her birthday. I’m sorry I’ve payed attention these last few years to when her birthday was. But since I forgot to write one simple little paragraph about you, you flip out. I’m freaking sorry that what you and I talked about wasn’t really that important and didn’t really make a difference in what was going on in my life. Seriously, you took it too far and overreacted with it. It’s one freaking paragraph, don’t be so childish about it. I would expect this from other people, not you. You don’t see me writing in here every single thing I do. I don’t write in here about me and Stacey talking a lot, or that I talked to Jamie, and so on. No, you don’t see that, because they’re just regular conversations that really make no difference on the big stuff going on in my life, like my accident for one. Do you see Stacey or Jamie getting mad because I don’t mention them? No, because they know the conversation wasn’t anything big. They know it holds no significance compared to everything else in my life. I’m sorry that I don’t sit there and jot down every little detail about my life. Would you like me to start making a schedule of what I do? Would you like me to include in here what I eat, when I shower, when I freaking go to the bathroom? Because that’s seriously how you are acting with it, like that’s what you want. But, now you got your paragraph, so be happy. It’s here, now you can’t bitch about you not having a paragraph.
I’m prepared, bring on the bitching you guys have from this entry. The bitching of me talking about Mir and the bitching of whatever else, like what I said to D. Just don’t be shocked if I leave a pretty mean comment back.
I’m off for another nap, damn these pills. Comment, or not, its up to you.