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my nose itches.
i'm watching crazy Big Cat Challenge or whatever on animal planet lol.
crazy lions...eatin everything. and havin sex everywhere.
GOSH
!
i watched Signs on ABC and dude. I screamed. aliens are F R E A K Y.
i haven't really like actually updated have i? i mean, most of you know when things are up with me like in school or with mark or such...but i haven't really included any details.
for one thing, i really hope my spring break evolves into something awesome. a potential spa date with *stina* is coming up. vicious kids need back rubs and facials. it is essential:D
and shopping...i really do not need to do. except to buy KILLER prom shoes. as they shall be killer. stilettos on your face.
i realllly wanted to go to Disney...but unless i go by myself or i win the lottery to pay for other people, it's not gonna happen. plus, the idea of college is definitely concrete now...thus...i need money. i was also notified that although my entry was "great", i did not win the Jim Frazier Memorial scholarship. which, i wouldn't mind getting.
money.
money.
money.
money.
money.
shoes shoes shoes.
le sigh.
so yesterday, mark was over basically ALL day, which was really nice. we got chinese food and decided we could watch a dvd in my room BUT he would have to get a player to set up in my room since i don't have one, except the one in the living room and my brother's playstation in his room which he had on. anyway, not important, i didn't wanna leave the chinese place cuz i felt bad cuz the guy was like "ok, a few minutes."
we were walking to the jeep trying to figure out what we were gonna do and i tell him, he can go to his house and i'd wait for the food, and he's like "no..i'm not gonna leave u by yourself." so i'm in the middle of walking on the curb (cuz that's what i do) and boasting about being a strong able bodied woman who can be on my own, when i see a flippin lizard sittin on the curb a foot in front of me. i screamed mid sentence and totally jumped up on mark. the lizard didn't even budge.
in fact, on the way back, a lady walking by almost hit it with her bag she was carrying really low to the ground, and it like scuffled over the side of the curb into the mulch. just a bit. and mark picked it up. and i screamed. and ran across the parking lot.
we took forever deciding on a movie, cuz i like actual MOVIES with a story and a well developed plot and good direction and more so reality...unless it's harry potter.:D mark rented "Into the Blue" for himself.
i cut his hair around five o' clock and then found out i was accepted ten to six.
i was so happy and relieved...cuz i stress myself out a lot...thus i aggrevate my asthma condition and i have to breathe really hard and deep so i sound like a psycho. and mark was comforting me. telling me i'd make it in.
and here's the thing.
before i got in...he was fine. telling me i would. believing i would.
afterwards, i got in, and he said he knew i would.
and after that...silence.
the truth is...i felt like even though he was proud of me...he wasn't necessarily happy.
and i know why. because it's a sure sign that i am in fact leaving. and it kills me to think, even if we were to break up or stay together, that unlike me, he really can't look forward to anything. it's not like he's going to college. yes, his choice, cuz he could've worked harder in school. he could've taken the SATs. he could've registered for community college.
but he didn't.
it still hurts me to think about him feeling so way off track and feeling like he's going no where fast.
basically, around six...i was ecstatic. but it was sedated, because after six, even though all before it was quite the opposite...mark was just listless.
and this all isn't to be meant that he completely ruined my moment of enjoyment. actually, my family is keeping the spirit alive. my mom and i have a running joke with me saying," guess what! i was accepted into UF!"
and then my mom says, "my daughter was accepted into UF too!"
ok. it's dumb. but it makes me laugh. and at the store today, my sister sent me a huge balloon thing with orange and blue balloons and a gator balloon. crazy.
i asked her if she would do this every time i got accepted somewhere.
but going back to what i was saying, mark didn't like kill the moment. if anything, he intensified every aspect of it. if i go, when i go, i will be gone.
and that's good.
but in some ways...it's the saddest thing.
i'm watching crazy Big Cat Challenge or whatever on animal planet lol.
crazy lions...eatin everything. and havin sex everywhere.
GOSH
!
i watched Signs on ABC and dude. I screamed. aliens are F R E A K Y.
i haven't really like actually updated have i? i mean, most of you know when things are up with me like in school or with mark or such...but i haven't really included any details.
for one thing, i really hope my spring break evolves into something awesome. a potential spa date with *stina* is coming up. vicious kids need back rubs and facials. it is essential:D
and shopping...i really do not need to do. except to buy KILLER prom shoes. as they shall be killer. stilettos on your face.
i realllly wanted to go to Disney...but unless i go by myself or i win the lottery to pay for other people, it's not gonna happen. plus, the idea of college is definitely concrete now...thus...i need money. i was also notified that although my entry was "great", i did not win the Jim Frazier Memorial scholarship. which, i wouldn't mind getting.
money.
money.
money.
money.
money.
shoes shoes shoes.
le sigh.
so yesterday, mark was over basically ALL day, which was really nice. we got chinese food and decided we could watch a dvd in my room BUT he would have to get a player to set up in my room since i don't have one, except the one in the living room and my brother's playstation in his room which he had on. anyway, not important, i didn't wanna leave the chinese place cuz i felt bad cuz the guy was like "ok, a few minutes."
we were walking to the jeep trying to figure out what we were gonna do and i tell him, he can go to his house and i'd wait for the food, and he's like "no..i'm not gonna leave u by yourself." so i'm in the middle of walking on the curb (cuz that's what i do) and boasting about being a strong able bodied woman who can be on my own, when i see a flippin lizard sittin on the curb a foot in front of me. i screamed mid sentence and totally jumped up on mark. the lizard didn't even budge.
in fact, on the way back, a lady walking by almost hit it with her bag she was carrying really low to the ground, and it like scuffled over the side of the curb into the mulch. just a bit. and mark picked it up. and i screamed. and ran across the parking lot.
we took forever deciding on a movie, cuz i like actual MOVIES with a story and a well developed plot and good direction and more so reality...unless it's harry potter.:D mark rented "Into the Blue" for himself.
i cut his hair around five o' clock and then found out i was accepted ten to six.
i was so happy and relieved...cuz i stress myself out a lot...thus i aggrevate my asthma condition and i have to breathe really hard and deep so i sound like a psycho. and mark was comforting me. telling me i'd make it in.
and here's the thing.
before i got in...he was fine. telling me i would. believing i would.
afterwards, i got in, and he said he knew i would.
and after that...silence.
the truth is...i felt like even though he was proud of me...he wasn't necessarily happy.
and i know why. because it's a sure sign that i am in fact leaving. and it kills me to think, even if we were to break up or stay together, that unlike me, he really can't look forward to anything. it's not like he's going to college. yes, his choice, cuz he could've worked harder in school. he could've taken the SATs. he could've registered for community college.
but he didn't.
it still hurts me to think about him feeling so way off track and feeling like he's going no where fast.
basically, around six...i was ecstatic. but it was sedated, because after six, even though all before it was quite the opposite...mark was just listless.
and this all isn't to be meant that he completely ruined my moment of enjoyment. actually, my family is keeping the spirit alive. my mom and i have a running joke with me saying," guess what! i was accepted into UF!"
and then my mom says, "my daughter was accepted into UF too!"
ok. it's dumb. but it makes me laugh. and at the store today, my sister sent me a huge balloon thing with orange and blue balloons and a gator balloon. crazy.
i asked her if she would do this every time i got accepted somewhere.
but going back to what i was saying, mark didn't like kill the moment. if anything, he intensified every aspect of it. if i go, when i go, i will be gone.
and that's good.
but in some ways...it's the saddest thing.