You're full of shit...
Phil called me. It was kinda wierd considering the last time I really talked to him, I was pretty pissed at him for squirting me in the eye with a watergun. We talked and it felt kinda good to talk to someone who knows how I work and what I'm like. No, we arent getting back together ever and no, we don't like eachother. We both learned from our relationship that we just we're meant to be and we both wasted two years of our lives. But still, even though we're not together it kinda feels wierd that we've both moved on and hearing us talk about our new relationships. It's...not pleasant and I don't even know why. We don't have feelings for eachother but still, we both feel some level of jealousy knowing that we're fucking other people and actually liking it.
On another note, Joel is coming back tomorrow. :D:D:D:D. And I have to work which interrupts my day. But oh well. He needs to time to apparantly make himself presentable. Funny how he's so metrosexual and I'll go over there with running makeup and like, the grossest looking hair ever and not even care. But I guess that's whats so good about us; we're so different. Phil and I we too much alike to make our relationship work but me and Joel are so disfunctional, it works. It's our 6 month on Tuesday. 6 months. I can't even believe it. It feels like a second. No, a millisecond. I'm too ugly for him and it makes me kinda sad. He could do so much better. Oh well, he's stuck with me until I fuck up or he starts hating me.
My mom is on extended holidays because of her shoulder so it should be interesting. We went shopping today and I didnt buy anything for once. I was quite proud. Ew, there was this chick in one the stores we were in and she had no hair, a really bad case of backne, mismatched clothes and food all down the front of her. She was the nastiest thing I've seen in a while. She was covered in really gross, exploding acne. I threw up in my mouth a little when I first saw her. Ugh, I don't understand how some people let themselves go like that. Whatever.
This is a really long entry so I'm going to shuttup now.
peace.
On another note, Joel is coming back tomorrow. :D:D:D:D. And I have to work which interrupts my day. But oh well. He needs to time to apparantly make himself presentable. Funny how he's so metrosexual and I'll go over there with running makeup and like, the grossest looking hair ever and not even care. But I guess that's whats so good about us; we're so different. Phil and I we too much alike to make our relationship work but me and Joel are so disfunctional, it works. It's our 6 month on Tuesday. 6 months. I can't even believe it. It feels like a second. No, a millisecond. I'm too ugly for him and it makes me kinda sad. He could do so much better. Oh well, he's stuck with me until I fuck up or he starts hating me.
My mom is on extended holidays because of her shoulder so it should be interesting. We went shopping today and I didnt buy anything for once. I was quite proud. Ew, there was this chick in one the stores we were in and she had no hair, a really bad case of backne, mismatched clothes and food all down the front of her. She was the nastiest thing I've seen in a while. She was covered in really gross, exploding acne. I threw up in my mouth a little when I first saw her. Ugh, I don't understand how some people let themselves go like that. Whatever.
This is a really long entry so I'm going to shuttup now.
peace.