Yeah.

Nov 16, 2005 10:25

Well, it's been a long time once again. There's nothing really exciting for me to write about. I had my birthday, and I turned 17. It was a good day. I didn't go to school, cause it was a Wednesday. After Jon got out of school, he came and picked me up, and then we went and worked. I helped him shovel Loam for his Uncle, and spread it over some sand. That was fun. Then I came home, and Kiri got home not too long after. We hung out at her apartment for pretty much the rest of the day like we usually do. I had a good time. I liked my presents, too. Kiri got me a huge bag full of glowsticks, and the Hocus Pocus DVD. My mom took me to Windham Tattoo and I got my eyebrow pierced. Kiri's mom bought me a carton of Cigarettes, and I was happy about all of those.

I don't even know what to say about us now. All I can really say is that everything is absolutely perfect, and I couldn't ask for anything more. I love the girl to death, and I always will. There was a time before when I thought I knew what love was, and I only said it to one other person. I did love her, and a part of me still does, and always will, we just weren't compatible. Jenae, I'm sorry. She said the day we broke up, all she wanted was for me to be happy, and if being with someone else would make me happy, then so be it. And now that I am with Kiri, being sad is something that hasn't happened in over 3 months.

The only thing I really don't like is people in her life that give her shit a lot. People like Dean and Rich, that constantly do things to make her cry and feel bad, need to die or something. I swear, that when (if) I go back to Seattle with her, if I see Dean, I'm gonna fucking punch him. And that's that. He's an Asshole that deserves it, and he'll get what's coming to him. And that's enough about that.

I really don't know what else to say. I have a headache, and it's really hot in here, so I think I'm going to go outside and chill for a little bit till I get to go home. (I'm at school.) I'll try to get to this thing more often, and if I can't, I'm sorry. Goodbye.
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