Dec 15, 2003 22:57
So the boy rocks. He came over the day after the fight. I thought we were breaking up. He and I talked. He asked me to tell him how I was feeling before I exploded in the future. I agreed. We told each other we wanted to be together. He danced with me to the Norah Jones song I'd been listening to all day while crying, to make it not remind me of being sad. Then he pined me on the floor and tickled me. Now things are good.
So I got guilted by the parents into coming home to Ridge for a few days. Its alright, its good to be home. Nice to have someone make you dinner. There are a few people I'd like to spend some time with. I missed my dog and cat.
So I went to the states with Tony on Saturday. Drove 4 hours round trip to Bellingham just to discover that Hot Topic isnt nearly as cool as I thought it would be. Instead the store was full of preteens and reaked of Corporate-Whoria ( Be different just like everyone else). Cheap thrills in Vancouver is much better.