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when life gives you lemons....
sunday- i worked. it was ok. actually it was good. i almost, dare i say it, enjoyed myself.
monday- alison sean and i went to the zoo around 11. we were there until 230. saw some people we new. looked at animals. watched a chimp masturbate to alison. rode the train matt miller narrates...for free. i had a really good time. came home and got 3 hours of sleep.
monday night- frickers for the GreenBay/Vikings game...god damn shame. then went to the attic, duh. had fun, duh. then back to sean's. we played some WAR, people left, mark didnt come over til 4. entirely to easily persuaded into staying the night. we ended up not sleeping which is fine with me. perfect gentleman, a now very single gentleman who is no longer tied down by a lease.
tuesday- attempted sleep but only got 4 hours...i truly believe ive forgotten how. got home. picked up alison. we went shopping and i got cute clothes, yay! then to mays for some tortilla soup and hanging out. then alison and i went to see zombieland. after that to the attic...i was falling asleep at the wheel, literally, so she drove, what are good friends for. actually had a really good turn out of people for a tuesday. i had fun. mark let amanda and luke stay while he cleaned up. then he and i went to his place (which is super cute but not in the OWE, which is devastating but you can't win them all). we had every intention of sleeping until neither one of us could stop talking. sitting in bed, sipping wine, watching comedy and making out...my idea of a perfect night. 9am rolls around and i finally pass out. woke up around noon. he drove me home. i got about an hour more sleep in.
wednesday- i worked. big whooop.
tonight i work then we are leaving for the Smokey Mountains tomorrow. oh family vaca...how my liver and lungs and brain need you.
in the last 96 hours i have gotten less than 15 hours of sleep. that is no exaggeration. my body is shutting down.
first kisses. sigh. he is "5 kinds of wonderful." tuesday night he ask what about him had me so smitten...i couldnt tell him, even after him rambling wonderful things about me. i like him more then could possibly be safe and im scared out of my mind. i can talk to him, about everything and anything and he is accepting. i am myself when with him and not at all embarrassed by my crazies. he may actually be a good influence on me. he loves my friends and they love him. he is funny, observant, caring, intelligent, hardworking, down to earth, dorky yet charming. has a good head on his shoulders. he makes my heart race (and is well aware). i smile when i think about him. he says the sweetest things. he sings and plays guitar (and apparently the piano as well). has a great relationship with his family. he is honest and hopefully trustworthy. he makes me want to be a better person. when he tells me he likes me, i actually believe him.
so since i couldnt tell him those things ill tell this journal instead. all this after only 7 days...and i thought i was incapable of emotion. oi, ive really gotten myself into trouble this time. this is not me, this is not how i do things, this may be the stupidest thing ive ever done (and thats saying a lot)...but im going to keep doing it. in the words of my mother "kayla, please dont sabotage this one"
"if it were a pink shirt id have to rip it off"
sleep now or bust.
sunday- i worked. it was ok. actually it was good. i almost, dare i say it, enjoyed myself.
monday- alison sean and i went to the zoo around 11. we were there until 230. saw some people we new. looked at animals. watched a chimp masturbate to alison. rode the train matt miller narrates...for free. i had a really good time. came home and got 3 hours of sleep.
monday night- frickers for the GreenBay/Vikings game...god damn shame. then went to the attic, duh. had fun, duh. then back to sean's. we played some WAR, people left, mark didnt come over til 4. entirely to easily persuaded into staying the night. we ended up not sleeping which is fine with me. perfect gentleman, a now very single gentleman who is no longer tied down by a lease.
tuesday- attempted sleep but only got 4 hours...i truly believe ive forgotten how. got home. picked up alison. we went shopping and i got cute clothes, yay! then to mays for some tortilla soup and hanging out. then alison and i went to see zombieland. after that to the attic...i was falling asleep at the wheel, literally, so she drove, what are good friends for. actually had a really good turn out of people for a tuesday. i had fun. mark let amanda and luke stay while he cleaned up. then he and i went to his place (which is super cute but not in the OWE, which is devastating but you can't win them all). we had every intention of sleeping until neither one of us could stop talking. sitting in bed, sipping wine, watching comedy and making out...my idea of a perfect night. 9am rolls around and i finally pass out. woke up around noon. he drove me home. i got about an hour more sleep in.
wednesday- i worked. big whooop.
tonight i work then we are leaving for the Smokey Mountains tomorrow. oh family vaca...how my liver and lungs and brain need you.
in the last 96 hours i have gotten less than 15 hours of sleep. that is no exaggeration. my body is shutting down.
first kisses. sigh. he is "5 kinds of wonderful." tuesday night he ask what about him had me so smitten...i couldnt tell him, even after him rambling wonderful things about me. i like him more then could possibly be safe and im scared out of my mind. i can talk to him, about everything and anything and he is accepting. i am myself when with him and not at all embarrassed by my crazies. he may actually be a good influence on me. he loves my friends and they love him. he is funny, observant, caring, intelligent, hardworking, down to earth, dorky yet charming. has a good head on his shoulders. he makes my heart race (and is well aware). i smile when i think about him. he says the sweetest things. he sings and plays guitar (and apparently the piano as well). has a great relationship with his family. he is honest and hopefully trustworthy. he makes me want to be a better person. when he tells me he likes me, i actually believe him.
so since i couldnt tell him those things ill tell this journal instead. all this after only 7 days...and i thought i was incapable of emotion. oi, ive really gotten myself into trouble this time. this is not me, this is not how i do things, this may be the stupidest thing ive ever done (and thats saying a lot)...but im going to keep doing it. in the words of my mother "kayla, please dont sabotage this one"
"if it were a pink shirt id have to rip it off"
sleep now or bust.