Tickle my Toes and Call me Shirley!
Ana’s right,
Shit’s been going WAY too well and something bad is bound to happen. It feels wrong to be this happy. It’s so unlike me, haha. Well, I have to say that Irmy is the shit and the best faggot fucker I know. Thanks for helping me, Love. I’m going to try and remember back to last Friday. It was Good Friday I believe. My mom took the day off so I asked her to drop me off at Steve’s house and I went there, had some great conversations and realized, as usual how fucking weird we both were. He made me miss my bus, so he walked me all the way to Jan’s street. We said our goodbye’s and it turned out plans weren’t what they were made to be. No Cheesecake factory. Ana picked Jan and I up, we went to get Kristine and then our next plans weren’t great either, but the night ended up great. Saw Carlos and Yosuel and made a love connection. GURL. Fish Fest 2004. Saturday was Cheesecake day. It was fantastic, made Liset come with us, had a bad ass time, glad my other plans got cancelled, and took revenge out on people. Well, not really, that made the night more hilarious. Easter was good. I love my family. Went to church with Kristine. So, Monday sucked. Tuesday afternoon kicked. I love the ganja. Wednesday I slept like a baby. Thursday afternoon I went to Steve’s house again and had the best time ever. I took the bus to night school, took my final and spent time with my Faggot Fucker and her bad ass board I can’t ride. I was so sore I decided not go to school the next morning until 11:45. I didn’t read Gatsby or study for Psychology either. So did absolutely nothing and waited for Adrian until 5. Went to his house. That was, interesting? Bah. Well, anyway. Ana picked me up with Lis and Alina. We went to dun, dun, none other than Sunset. Except this time, we were on a mission. Mission, Love. But we found out the real result of the mission. We hung out with Will, Yosuel, Chris and eventually met Alex, who oddly enough reminds me of the 90’s. So anyway, we had a great time, hauled to McDonalds, then REALLY hauled to my house. Ana’s a beast. A beast in love. Kill Bill tonight, Irmy will be so PROUD. I absolutely love all my friends. Life is good…
Smells like she dances,
Beth