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Yeah, that's right. Do you SEE what time it is?!?!?!?!
I HAVE NOT GONE TO BED.
Let us recap the night:
Got home from the stinking bolw trip at 8:15.
Then had to join a chain gang to pass all 400+ hat boxes into Chiefs storage.
Then got a ride with Stacy to Publix for microwavable dinner, then home.
Since then, it's been much less eventful, but I got home around 10 and it's almost 7 in the fucking morning. I wanted to clean and get my desk cleaned after I moved the desktop and to set up my new printer. I forgot it didn't come with a USB cord.
ANY-DANG-WAY, I'm still not quite tired. I'm almost done cleaning. Kayla will be here in less than 12 hours (joy unbounded, and I really mean that) and I SMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLL. What kind of dumbass doesn't take a shower after a 5 hour long game?!?! ME when I go to the 7-11 to get food and stand outside and talk to Rudy until 5am instead. (This was back in Miami.)
Oh, BTW, in case you didn't know, I'm kind of a big deal now. Because I was on TV bitches!!! Hahahahahaha, my parents, my sister, and Kayla all contacted me to say I was up there for a ood 5 or 10 seconds, so I'm super excited to see it. Prolly looked like shit, though.
Eh. And on that note, SOMEONE WHO LIVES ABOUT 4 HOURS AWAY is on m mind again. This seems to happen about once a month or so. While cleaning I found his letter to me from graduation. I reread it and now I miss him. We are both too busy for relationships, and long distance isn't something I want in my next relationship anyway. I want someone who's here and can hold me at night. Someone who can stand outsdie my window and be my John Cusak. :-)
But he's down middle western Florida-ish, maybe even with a new girlfriend, probably not thinking about me the way I'm thinking about him. Actually, he could be back home, which is even farther away, so calling his dorm is prolly pointless.
In a way, it's still love, and I'm beginning to wonder if it will ever fade. But at least it only consumes my thoughts for about a day, then I start thinking normally again.
*sigh* I just miss the bastard. Suck.
In a way, I can't wait for school to start. Love buying books and the hopes that come with the first day of a new semester.
I'm starting to get tired, so I think this might be the end.
Oh, except for me to say that I have a serious depression issue right about lately. Good morning. :-)
I HAVE NOT GONE TO BED.
Let us recap the night:
Got home from the stinking bolw trip at 8:15.
Then had to join a chain gang to pass all 400+ hat boxes into Chiefs storage.
Then got a ride with Stacy to Publix for microwavable dinner, then home.
Since then, it's been much less eventful, but I got home around 10 and it's almost 7 in the fucking morning. I wanted to clean and get my desk cleaned after I moved the desktop and to set up my new printer. I forgot it didn't come with a USB cord.
ANY-DANG-WAY, I'm still not quite tired. I'm almost done cleaning. Kayla will be here in less than 12 hours (joy unbounded, and I really mean that) and I SMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLL. What kind of dumbass doesn't take a shower after a 5 hour long game?!?! ME when I go to the 7-11 to get food and stand outside and talk to Rudy until 5am instead. (This was back in Miami.)
Oh, BTW, in case you didn't know, I'm kind of a big deal now. Because I was on TV bitches!!! Hahahahahaha, my parents, my sister, and Kayla all contacted me to say I was up there for a ood 5 or 10 seconds, so I'm super excited to see it. Prolly looked like shit, though.
Eh. And on that note, SOMEONE WHO LIVES ABOUT 4 HOURS AWAY is on m mind again. This seems to happen about once a month or so. While cleaning I found his letter to me from graduation. I reread it and now I miss him. We are both too busy for relationships, and long distance isn't something I want in my next relationship anyway. I want someone who's here and can hold me at night. Someone who can stand outsdie my window and be my John Cusak. :-)
But he's down middle western Florida-ish, maybe even with a new girlfriend, probably not thinking about me the way I'm thinking about him. Actually, he could be back home, which is even farther away, so calling his dorm is prolly pointless.
In a way, it's still love, and I'm beginning to wonder if it will ever fade. But at least it only consumes my thoughts for about a day, then I start thinking normally again.
*sigh* I just miss the bastard. Suck.
In a way, I can't wait for school to start. Love buying books and the hopes that come with the first day of a new semester.
I'm starting to get tired, so I think this might be the end.
Oh, except for me to say that I have a serious depression issue right about lately. Good morning. :-)