"I was def. asleep when I was driving you home"
Always good to know... Thanks Christian.... Anyway. Yea. What the hell have I been up to. I really don't remember this shit. I've been spending most of my time with Christian of course but I can't remember what we did. Two days ago? I think? I did A LOT of cleaning, which is normal for me because I love to clean. My house is a wreck so theres always something to do, with the puppies and all. They stink. Bad. All the time. It's worse than that. It's stanky. They are some stanky puppies. Constant Lysol. Yes. Anyway.
I honestly cannot remember the events of my day, but they were not bad because if they were bad I would remember them. Ha. Isn't life funny that way? Christian and I had planned to hang out after he got off of work but had to go home and eat and what not, so he got off at 5:30 but figured he wouldn't be able to see me until, 6:30-7 because he still had to eat.. I figure I have time and I can still clean and what not. Hi. I look like complete shit, I'm in a baggy tank top with old shorts, my hair is a mess, and who shows up at 5:45? One guess. Yes. Christian. Thanks! So I run upstairs, throw on a babytee and a skirt, re-do my hair in a messy bun, throw on some lip gloss and come back downstairs. Of course being the sweet talker that he is, gave me a nice compliment and then told me we were going to the beach. Bah. I run back upstairs and get some comfy pants because I knew it would get cold and grabbed a sheet from the linen closet. We go back to his house, he eats, he grabs a blanket and 2 sweatshirts and we're on our way. We get there and we put the change in the meter, walk to the boardwalk... He decides he wants to put more in the meter.... Get change.. Walk all the way back.. Only to see a change machine like 5 feet away from where we parked. I laughed. He got mad. It was great. I love busting his balls. Anyway. We walked around for a little while, then took our place by the water line. I picked out of course, he was going to put the blanket down too far away! Said "What if the water comes?" Lol. I wanted to see the water, so neh. Put the sheet down, attempt to keep it down, then huddle together under the blanket. I swear I could have stayed there all night. All the stars were out and I was listening to the water and I love the sound of the boardwalk and the sand was cold but him holding me kept me warm and it just felt good. Everything felt good. For the first time in a long time everything was good. More than good. It was perfect. Kissing him was perfect. It was at the right moments and we weren't that obnoxious couple that seems to follow me everywhere I go. The kind where you just want to say, "Get a fucking room!" It was innocent. Just like me. ::Wink::
Alright. The beach air got kind of cold so we left and went back to his house. I think it was 11 o'clock. We put on Jackass but didn't watch it. Lol. Whoops. Private details.
Yesterday, I don't know what happened. He didn't have work but didn't give me a time we were hanging out. So I'm downstairs in the laundry room, once again looking like shit and he shows up. I get dressed and we went car shopping. Yeay! He knew I wanted to go and decided to take me. Thank you. We went to the Acura dealership and I sat inside a brand new 2004 RSX. Drool. Only to find that I didn't like it. I have been in love with this car for about 2 years now? Possibly longer? Since the damn thing came out, but when I was in the drivers seat, I felt like a child. I could barely see over the steering wheel, I felt like asking for a phone book to sit on. The window was so tiny I couldn't even sit the way I normally drive, one hand on the wheel with my arm out. It was just awkward. I didn't like it. Made me kind of depressed. Yet, we continued on, looking through the lot and checking out all the fucked up cars they were selling with cracks and dents and scrapes. Good times.
We left to go back to his house to once again put on the TV that we didn't watch. My heart jumped more times in 10 minutes than in my entire life. His father kept knocking on his door for one reason or another, it was terrible. Lol. My mom called and told me she was picking me up because we had to go somewhere. This was, 4:45? Possibly. Yea, moving on. She picks me up and we drive at least a fucking hour or more to get to this mall in I don't even know where, I think it was Livingston Mall? She wanted to enter me in a singing contest for the National Anthem, and if I won, I had a chance to do it at Shea Stadium. Mets. Blah. Wasn't too interested. Then I'm in line, ready to walk away, when I look over by the wall and who do I see? Greg! That's right. Greg. Not my California Greg, I would have fainted with happiness if it was him, but my Cranford Greg! Of course I fucking see him 137598420 miles away from normal. His girlfriend was doing the same contest, and they persuaded me to do it. So I did. I didn't win. The end.
Driving home sucked. My mother let me put the convert. top down so that was the highlight. Ugh. I want my own car. Yea my mothers is great and I love driving it, but, it's not mine. I don't know. She gave me shit about going 80 in a 65.. ON THE PARKWAY WITH PEOPLE PASSING ME.... I'm done. That pissed me off.
I get home and Christian texts me and says he's got shit for me. Whenever someone says that, I think I left something at their house. So I said, "What did I leave?" But no! It was actual stuff from a store! I got so excited you have no idea. So he asks if he can come by with Tony and give it to me. So they get there and Christian pulls out my FAVORITE product line. BED HEAD. I love Bed Head. I don't know why. I just do. It smells awesome and it's really good. He got me the straightening conditoner WHICH I LOVE. Thank you. And pulled out this shaping mold, but he kept that for himself. Damn him. Lol. Well, no, the shit he uses now smells awful, and Bed Head smells great, so it's all good. Plus, now I can shape his hair into devil horns. Hehe. Anyway. When we went to Walgreens he saw me eyeing this new product for brunettes. I really really wanted to try it because it looked cool and it was new and expensive and sounded like it would be nice. So he pulls out two bottles of it. I was so happy, you have no idea. It felt like fucking Christmas. So THANK YOU again. You're awesome and never cease to amaze me.
We drop off Tony and Chris and I retreat back to his house. Nothing happened this time. We were both dead tired and just wound up falling asleep together. More or less him letting me sleep because when I woke up at 1:20 there was a chips bag that wasn't there before and he was in clothes he wasn't wearing when I went to sleep. Oh well. I had to be home for 1:30 so he took me home. This morning he sent me a text message with my sibject quote. Which scares me if he was asleep while driving me home...... But oh well.
Today. Cleaned a lot. Went on my deck and tanned. Got stung by a bee. ::Tear:: Did more cleaning. Took a shower with my dog. Relaxed. Waited for my sister to get home with my BBQ spare ribs (Mmm.. I ate like a pig) and cheese sticks, and fries, and salad and etc etc etc... Alright. Then I played phone tag with Christian for a little while before we actually got hold of eachother, but by then I had to leave with Desiree to go and see Sal in Cranford. Which is where I was until 1. Now it is 2 and I am going to sleep.
Sorry for the lengthy entry. What was said needed to be said. Plus, I enjoy writing and it makes me tired so I can go to sleep. Though there is a mosquito flying infront of my screen.... Now I probably won't be able to get to sleep. Damnit.
Goodnight. I love you. xxx
I honestly cannot remember the events of my day, but they were not bad because if they were bad I would remember them. Ha. Isn't life funny that way? Christian and I had planned to hang out after he got off of work but had to go home and eat and what not, so he got off at 5:30 but figured he wouldn't be able to see me until, 6:30-7 because he still had to eat.. I figure I have time and I can still clean and what not. Hi. I look like complete shit, I'm in a baggy tank top with old shorts, my hair is a mess, and who shows up at 5:45? One guess. Yes. Christian. Thanks! So I run upstairs, throw on a babytee and a skirt, re-do my hair in a messy bun, throw on some lip gloss and come back downstairs. Of course being the sweet talker that he is, gave me a nice compliment and then told me we were going to the beach. Bah. I run back upstairs and get some comfy pants because I knew it would get cold and grabbed a sheet from the linen closet. We go back to his house, he eats, he grabs a blanket and 2 sweatshirts and we're on our way. We get there and we put the change in the meter, walk to the boardwalk... He decides he wants to put more in the meter.... Get change.. Walk all the way back.. Only to see a change machine like 5 feet away from where we parked. I laughed. He got mad. It was great. I love busting his balls. Anyway. We walked around for a little while, then took our place by the water line. I picked out of course, he was going to put the blanket down too far away! Said "What if the water comes?" Lol. I wanted to see the water, so neh. Put the sheet down, attempt to keep it down, then huddle together under the blanket. I swear I could have stayed there all night. All the stars were out and I was listening to the water and I love the sound of the boardwalk and the sand was cold but him holding me kept me warm and it just felt good. Everything felt good. For the first time in a long time everything was good. More than good. It was perfect. Kissing him was perfect. It was at the right moments and we weren't that obnoxious couple that seems to follow me everywhere I go. The kind where you just want to say, "Get a fucking room!" It was innocent. Just like me. ::Wink::
Alright. The beach air got kind of cold so we left and went back to his house. I think it was 11 o'clock. We put on Jackass but didn't watch it. Lol. Whoops. Private details.
Yesterday, I don't know what happened. He didn't have work but didn't give me a time we were hanging out. So I'm downstairs in the laundry room, once again looking like shit and he shows up. I get dressed and we went car shopping. Yeay! He knew I wanted to go and decided to take me. Thank you. We went to the Acura dealership and I sat inside a brand new 2004 RSX. Drool. Only to find that I didn't like it. I have been in love with this car for about 2 years now? Possibly longer? Since the damn thing came out, but when I was in the drivers seat, I felt like a child. I could barely see over the steering wheel, I felt like asking for a phone book to sit on. The window was so tiny I couldn't even sit the way I normally drive, one hand on the wheel with my arm out. It was just awkward. I didn't like it. Made me kind of depressed. Yet, we continued on, looking through the lot and checking out all the fucked up cars they were selling with cracks and dents and scrapes. Good times.
We left to go back to his house to once again put on the TV that we didn't watch. My heart jumped more times in 10 minutes than in my entire life. His father kept knocking on his door for one reason or another, it was terrible. Lol. My mom called and told me she was picking me up because we had to go somewhere. This was, 4:45? Possibly. Yea, moving on. She picks me up and we drive at least a fucking hour or more to get to this mall in I don't even know where, I think it was Livingston Mall? She wanted to enter me in a singing contest for the National Anthem, and if I won, I had a chance to do it at Shea Stadium. Mets. Blah. Wasn't too interested. Then I'm in line, ready to walk away, when I look over by the wall and who do I see? Greg! That's right. Greg. Not my California Greg, I would have fainted with happiness if it was him, but my Cranford Greg! Of course I fucking see him 137598420 miles away from normal. His girlfriend was doing the same contest, and they persuaded me to do it. So I did. I didn't win. The end.
Driving home sucked. My mother let me put the convert. top down so that was the highlight. Ugh. I want my own car. Yea my mothers is great and I love driving it, but, it's not mine. I don't know. She gave me shit about going 80 in a 65.. ON THE PARKWAY WITH PEOPLE PASSING ME.... I'm done. That pissed me off.
I get home and Christian texts me and says he's got shit for me. Whenever someone says that, I think I left something at their house. So I said, "What did I leave?" But no! It was actual stuff from a store! I got so excited you have no idea. So he asks if he can come by with Tony and give it to me. So they get there and Christian pulls out my FAVORITE product line. BED HEAD. I love Bed Head. I don't know why. I just do. It smells awesome and it's really good. He got me the straightening conditoner WHICH I LOVE. Thank you. And pulled out this shaping mold, but he kept that for himself. Damn him. Lol. Well, no, the shit he uses now smells awful, and Bed Head smells great, so it's all good. Plus, now I can shape his hair into devil horns. Hehe. Anyway. When we went to Walgreens he saw me eyeing this new product for brunettes. I really really wanted to try it because it looked cool and it was new and expensive and sounded like it would be nice. So he pulls out two bottles of it. I was so happy, you have no idea. It felt like fucking Christmas. So THANK YOU again. You're awesome and never cease to amaze me.
We drop off Tony and Chris and I retreat back to his house. Nothing happened this time. We were both dead tired and just wound up falling asleep together. More or less him letting me sleep because when I woke up at 1:20 there was a chips bag that wasn't there before and he was in clothes he wasn't wearing when I went to sleep. Oh well. I had to be home for 1:30 so he took me home. This morning he sent me a text message with my sibject quote. Which scares me if he was asleep while driving me home...... But oh well.
Today. Cleaned a lot. Went on my deck and tanned. Got stung by a bee. ::Tear:: Did more cleaning. Took a shower with my dog. Relaxed. Waited for my sister to get home with my BBQ spare ribs (Mmm.. I ate like a pig) and cheese sticks, and fries, and salad and etc etc etc... Alright. Then I played phone tag with Christian for a little while before we actually got hold of eachother, but by then I had to leave with Desiree to go and see Sal in Cranford. Which is where I was until 1. Now it is 2 and I am going to sleep.
Sorry for the lengthy entry. What was said needed to be said. Plus, I enjoy writing and it makes me tired so I can go to sleep. Though there is a mosquito flying infront of my screen.... Now I probably won't be able to get to sleep. Damnit.
Goodnight. I love you. xxx