I Am A Very Important Man.
So I believe it shows just how bored I might be to actually consider updating this forsaken journal. Not really sure if I'm actually going to go through with this entry, but if you are now reading this it seems I have. If not only myself and the life-less either of this browser will ever see these words. This would be some Zen-Shit, really.
Today has been a very long day. To put it in short form, I woke up very early, was slapped by a girl I have not seen in many months, And quite miss the Miss Amanda Carto.
In longer form this would read as such. From the hours of 4:00 this morning until the hour of my writing this has seemed to take up quite a great deal of time, I woke up about 4:00 to go shopping for Black Friday with my mother in the area of Mc Knight. This was rather a nice time, because it's one of the only traditions my mother and I would have. We always make a point to get up that early without having anything certain in mind to buy. This adds some chaos to the normal slow pace that is Black Friday, I was slapped by Shelly for what I did to Kristina a few months back and probably deserved to be slapped by someone at some time. I actually didn't take offense to it, because what I did can only be medically described as a "Dick Move", but mentioning that I got slapped today seems to be a moderately interesting side-note. Also I am in a severe withdraw of the Amanda Carto sort. I believe the only logical conclusion to come to, is that she is in fact made completely out of some sort of crack cocaine, and I am merely going through a painful withdraw. It would either be that, or I really do love this girl, and even a few days apart seem like far too many. I am leaning towards the latter of those two options at the moment.
The day of my birth has also come and gone, making myself a legal adult. I feel rife with the power of filling contractual obligations, and full of the satisfaction of knowing I can be tried in court for my actions. I am also suddenly very cold, which I fear has nothing to do with being of legal age and has far more to do with lacking a proper jacket.
This would be all I wish to say to the world of LJ, but I have the sudden urge to to public-ly express again how much The Amanda-Carto-Girl would mean to me. I've never had that feeling in previous relationships, but I feel like I want to shout things from roof-tops and all sorts of cliche romantic feelings. I really do feel lucky to have her in my life, and she is the single most amazing person, I have personally ever met.
And that, I believe is all.
Today has been a very long day. To put it in short form, I woke up very early, was slapped by a girl I have not seen in many months, And quite miss the Miss Amanda Carto.
In longer form this would read as such. From the hours of 4:00 this morning until the hour of my writing this has seemed to take up quite a great deal of time, I woke up about 4:00 to go shopping for Black Friday with my mother in the area of Mc Knight. This was rather a nice time, because it's one of the only traditions my mother and I would have. We always make a point to get up that early without having anything certain in mind to buy. This adds some chaos to the normal slow pace that is Black Friday, I was slapped by Shelly for what I did to Kristina a few months back and probably deserved to be slapped by someone at some time. I actually didn't take offense to it, because what I did can only be medically described as a "Dick Move", but mentioning that I got slapped today seems to be a moderately interesting side-note. Also I am in a severe withdraw of the Amanda Carto sort. I believe the only logical conclusion to come to, is that she is in fact made completely out of some sort of crack cocaine, and I am merely going through a painful withdraw. It would either be that, or I really do love this girl, and even a few days apart seem like far too many. I am leaning towards the latter of those two options at the moment.
The day of my birth has also come and gone, making myself a legal adult. I feel rife with the power of filling contractual obligations, and full of the satisfaction of knowing I can be tried in court for my actions. I am also suddenly very cold, which I fear has nothing to do with being of legal age and has far more to do with lacking a proper jacket.
This would be all I wish to say to the world of LJ, but I have the sudden urge to to public-ly express again how much The Amanda-Carto-Girl would mean to me. I've never had that feeling in previous relationships, but I feel like I want to shout things from roof-tops and all sorts of cliche romantic feelings. I really do feel lucky to have her in my life, and she is the single most amazing person, I have personally ever met.
And that, I believe is all.