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I. Am. So. Bored.
Back in New Orleans now. Everyplace is hiring, but I still don't have a job. How bad does that look on me? Actually, I got offered a few but they either pay nothing or won't work around school. Bah.
My birthday is on Monday and it's going to suck. Mom is leaving town on Sunday, for one. Plus, the one time when I could excuse myself for "partying" is my 21st birthday. This one. All the places that are open are having fights every night and I'm not looking to get beat up as a present. So looks like I get to stay home on my birthday. ejdshjhsdj Sucks so much.
Michelle is gonna kill me because me and Tye broke up and then I lost brain cells or something and we got back together. I stuck to the "Well, you should have thought of that before" for about an hour, but then I couldn't do it anymore. I think I've finally figured out why I like him, at least. He's as stubborn as I am. x.x;;; Plus he cried and told me how stupid he was for being an ass (to which I first said "yeah, would have been nice to hear forever ago" and then just "yeah, yeah you are" which is still my response). I think his "I screwed up" reaction was quickened because his family made a point to tell him how much he messed up. <3 But it's been more than a week now and he's only pulled his stupid bull once and then said he was sorry right after. I don't even know the boy anymore. He's all sweet and making mature choices (ie: we're actually getting a savings account and not blowing money on crap). I'm being super careful to watch for a relapse though. As I told him, mess up again and don't even bother calling my phone because I'm not answering. Oh yeah, and Michelle, remember how I told you I was going out that night? I told NO ONE where I was going and he still managed to find me. Bah. He called, like, 20 times and I didn't answer so he just guessed where I was. And then proceeded to drop to his knees and beg me to talk to him for ten seconds. So bottom line is that I'm probably retarded and will regret this choice in a month or so. The only reason I didn't stick to the "well, you had enough chances" thing was the last big fight we had he promised he wouldn't go out without me ever again. And to his word, the only time he did was when I said "actually, I don't feel like going. You just go. I'm gonna read or something." So maybe it just takes a really big fight for him to do things? No idea. I'm still waiting to see if he can keep the "I'm gonna keep a job" promise he made. That'll be the killer one. Not holding my breath or anything though. Actually, one night I just started crying and he said "what's wrong" and I said "I'm scared that you're gonna go back to the way you were. Now that I see how you can be, it's gonna hurt more when you do." So he looks at me and says "Don't even worry about that. I never ever want to hurt you like that again. I love you way too much. You deserve better than that and I never want you to have to cry over me again." WTF?! Who are you and what have you done with Tye?! And then he held my hand the whole car ride home. While I was driving. And didn't go "slow down, pick a lane, SLOW DOWN, KELLY!!!" Though my mother would probably like him more if she saw how much he bitched when I go over 65. Oh, and fusses every time I talk on the phone and drive. "You're gonna get yourself killed doing that. You can always call back later." Once again, who is this really concerned guy and what did he do with my boyfriend? O.o I'm such a cynic, I guess.
Anyhow, he's started fixing my car since, you know, he wrecked it. Already got new pipes since that was the cheapest. Next is the hood (I have Alicia getting me prices today) and then the bumper/fenders/front bumper/side skirt kit thingy that costs a fortune.
In other news, we went out to dinner last night and I ordered wine. I feel old and grown up now. Kinda scary.
OH! And Loyola is doing some thing where they let you do two semesters in one this fall!!! I <3 my school for that. So getting out on time still!!!! Then I can get a real job and really feel old and grown up. *shudder* As my grandmother used to say "getting old isn't for sissies."
Anyhow, I'm done rambling now. If anyone in the NO area knows anywhere I can go for my birthday without all the drama of the clubs around here, let me know. I have enough drama with Jessica and Brandon's issues. I don't need any of my own. omg I'm starting to dislike drama. Really getting old.
Back in New Orleans now. Everyplace is hiring, but I still don't have a job. How bad does that look on me? Actually, I got offered a few but they either pay nothing or won't work around school. Bah.
My birthday is on Monday and it's going to suck. Mom is leaving town on Sunday, for one. Plus, the one time when I could excuse myself for "partying" is my 21st birthday. This one. All the places that are open are having fights every night and I'm not looking to get beat up as a present. So looks like I get to stay home on my birthday. ejdshjhsdj Sucks so much.
Michelle is gonna kill me because me and Tye broke up and then I lost brain cells or something and we got back together. I stuck to the "Well, you should have thought of that before" for about an hour, but then I couldn't do it anymore. I think I've finally figured out why I like him, at least. He's as stubborn as I am. x.x;;; Plus he cried and told me how stupid he was for being an ass (to which I first said "yeah, would have been nice to hear forever ago" and then just "yeah, yeah you are" which is still my response). I think his "I screwed up" reaction was quickened because his family made a point to tell him how much he messed up. <3 But it's been more than a week now and he's only pulled his stupid bull once and then said he was sorry right after. I don't even know the boy anymore. He's all sweet and making mature choices (ie: we're actually getting a savings account and not blowing money on crap). I'm being super careful to watch for a relapse though. As I told him, mess up again and don't even bother calling my phone because I'm not answering. Oh yeah, and Michelle, remember how I told you I was going out that night? I told NO ONE where I was going and he still managed to find me. Bah. He called, like, 20 times and I didn't answer so he just guessed where I was. And then proceeded to drop to his knees and beg me to talk to him for ten seconds. So bottom line is that I'm probably retarded and will regret this choice in a month or so. The only reason I didn't stick to the "well, you had enough chances" thing was the last big fight we had he promised he wouldn't go out without me ever again. And to his word, the only time he did was when I said "actually, I don't feel like going. You just go. I'm gonna read or something." So maybe it just takes a really big fight for him to do things? No idea. I'm still waiting to see if he can keep the "I'm gonna keep a job" promise he made. That'll be the killer one. Not holding my breath or anything though. Actually, one night I just started crying and he said "what's wrong" and I said "I'm scared that you're gonna go back to the way you were. Now that I see how you can be, it's gonna hurt more when you do." So he looks at me and says "Don't even worry about that. I never ever want to hurt you like that again. I love you way too much. You deserve better than that and I never want you to have to cry over me again." WTF?! Who are you and what have you done with Tye?! And then he held my hand the whole car ride home. While I was driving. And didn't go "slow down, pick a lane, SLOW DOWN, KELLY!!!" Though my mother would probably like him more if she saw how much he bitched when I go over 65. Oh, and fusses every time I talk on the phone and drive. "You're gonna get yourself killed doing that. You can always call back later." Once again, who is this really concerned guy and what did he do with my boyfriend? O.o I'm such a cynic, I guess.
Anyhow, he's started fixing my car since, you know, he wrecked it. Already got new pipes since that was the cheapest. Next is the hood (I have Alicia getting me prices today) and then the bumper/fenders/front bumper/side skirt kit thingy that costs a fortune.
In other news, we went out to dinner last night and I ordered wine. I feel old and grown up now. Kinda scary.
OH! And Loyola is doing some thing where they let you do two semesters in one this fall!!! I <3 my school for that. So getting out on time still!!!! Then I can get a real job and really feel old and grown up. *shudder* As my grandmother used to say "getting old isn't for sissies."
Anyhow, I'm done rambling now. If anyone in the NO area knows anywhere I can go for my birthday without all the drama of the clubs around here, let me know. I have enough drama with Jessica and Brandon's issues. I don't need any of my own. omg I'm starting to dislike drama. Really getting old.