7. is a tainted number
i think i ate to much pizza.
i work now and its kind of crazy... my life... that is. im up to 7 now, and maybe im in over my head. i shouldnt let it get to my head, and i should never think of it as a number but thats how we do things, here in this time. thats how things happen. numbers. i dont think its that bad, and im being careful about it. but maybe i made the mistake of adding one person to this group that i shouldnt have. he isnt a bad guy but his friend is. his friend and i have a horrible past, and it ended up with me getting my heart broken and him.... i dont know.
i asked for it i guess. because this kid knew where i worked and i knew that eventually they would show up and my heart would sink and i would feel like vomiting, but i was hoping like a month down the road and not so soon. then again. i shouldnt assume. i guess i just want to expect that everything will work out the way i want it to, but it never really does. its like my blood pumps to drama, and i knew that some how it would happen again. cause it never fails.
i finally went xmas shopping and i have to exchange my dads gifts because i got him the wrong size shirts. the funny thing is, is that i bought him shirts that are hip and that the kids where these days. you see he uh, buys me clothes all the time.. or at least his wife does and i never really like them. i mean she has been getting better at her choice of clothing, but still. i tell her that i dont want clothes.. and just maybe a gift certifcate, but no. so now im returning the favor. i know my dad will like them just cause i bought them for him. i guess.
i also have to get a gift for my brother. which should be fun, because i have NOT A CLUE what to get him. oh and i have to uh... fucking.... my moms partner too. i have to get her something.
i dont know.
these days are boring other than my sex life.
oh and one more thing. i went out friday night and uh vomited in some guys car. i felt really bad, because it was my first time meeting him and i dont think i made a good impression. apparently i passed out and then was a bitch after he woke me up. im such a jerk. then again thats just me, when i pass out from my drunken escapades... dont fucking touch me. leave me be, because im a fucking bitch.
anyways.
peace
love
hate
cc audrey
i work now and its kind of crazy... my life... that is. im up to 7 now, and maybe im in over my head. i shouldnt let it get to my head, and i should never think of it as a number but thats how we do things, here in this time. thats how things happen. numbers. i dont think its that bad, and im being careful about it. but maybe i made the mistake of adding one person to this group that i shouldnt have. he isnt a bad guy but his friend is. his friend and i have a horrible past, and it ended up with me getting my heart broken and him.... i dont know.
i asked for it i guess. because this kid knew where i worked and i knew that eventually they would show up and my heart would sink and i would feel like vomiting, but i was hoping like a month down the road and not so soon. then again. i shouldnt assume. i guess i just want to expect that everything will work out the way i want it to, but it never really does. its like my blood pumps to drama, and i knew that some how it would happen again. cause it never fails.
i finally went xmas shopping and i have to exchange my dads gifts because i got him the wrong size shirts. the funny thing is, is that i bought him shirts that are hip and that the kids where these days. you see he uh, buys me clothes all the time.. or at least his wife does and i never really like them. i mean she has been getting better at her choice of clothing, but still. i tell her that i dont want clothes.. and just maybe a gift certifcate, but no. so now im returning the favor. i know my dad will like them just cause i bought them for him. i guess.
i also have to get a gift for my brother. which should be fun, because i have NOT A CLUE what to get him. oh and i have to uh... fucking.... my moms partner too. i have to get her something.
i dont know.
these days are boring other than my sex life.
oh and one more thing. i went out friday night and uh vomited in some guys car. i felt really bad, because it was my first time meeting him and i dont think i made a good impression. apparently i passed out and then was a bitch after he woke me up. im such a jerk. then again thats just me, when i pass out from my drunken escapades... dont fucking touch me. leave me be, because im a fucking bitch.
anyways.
peace
love
hate
cc audrey