geez its been a while...
ok, so I dont really know where to start.
Right now everything is really busy... i have school mon-thurs (this means waking up at 5.... yes A.M.)
im taking six classes... and i am pretty much determined to keep up my straight a streak.
im still workin at starbucks... in fact i am about to move into a beautiful apartment with one of my coworkers... Cristina... i love her.
the boyfriend? oh you mean the love of my life.... hes doin alright. Before Brett I didnt really believe in love... I thought it was one of those things like... well like santa, or the tooth fairy.... everyone loves the idea of them exisiting, even adults play along... but at the end of the day they just arent real. love is real.
love is feeling sick and getting hot tea and roses. love is getting and giving massages after a long days work. its rolling around in the sheets. love is a lot of work, tears, and sweat ; ) lol right babe? its..... oh im sorry what happened i just blacked out. lol. or baby can you put this in the mailbox. In my experience love involves some rough housing (you gotta keep'em in line ladies). Most of all love is a shoulder to cry on. A crutch to lean on. And a best friend you can always depend on.
but moving on... now that you alll are nausious from my gushyness...
my life pretty much consists of those things... school, work, and Brett.
Right now everything is really busy... i have school mon-thurs (this means waking up at 5.... yes A.M.)
im taking six classes... and i am pretty much determined to keep up my straight a streak.
im still workin at starbucks... in fact i am about to move into a beautiful apartment with one of my coworkers... Cristina... i love her.
the boyfriend? oh you mean the love of my life.... hes doin alright. Before Brett I didnt really believe in love... I thought it was one of those things like... well like santa, or the tooth fairy.... everyone loves the idea of them exisiting, even adults play along... but at the end of the day they just arent real. love is real.
love is feeling sick and getting hot tea and roses. love is getting and giving massages after a long days work. its rolling around in the sheets. love is a lot of work, tears, and sweat ; ) lol right babe? its..... oh im sorry what happened i just blacked out. lol. or baby can you put this in the mailbox. In my experience love involves some rough housing (you gotta keep'em in line ladies). Most of all love is a shoulder to cry on. A crutch to lean on. And a best friend you can always depend on.
but moving on... now that you alll are nausious from my gushyness...
my life pretty much consists of those things... school, work, and Brett.