Oh, It's what you do to me.
Summer's been quite generous to me. Despite the fact that I got stuck with summer school, It's been pretty supafly. Playland trips with my girls, car rides with brittany and carla, crazy random outings with an assortment of different people, PLAIN WHITE T'S CONCERT AT PLAYLAND!! I'm so in for that. It'll be amazing, because I'm totally inviting Andrew. He finally figured out who's been leaving notes on his car. ;] We're hanging out when he has a day off, so I'm pretty excited about that.
I'm sick of being single. At first, it was a lot of fun because I was free of the immature idiot, and I felt more like myself. I didn't have to worry about hanging out with friends, because no one was going to get pissed if I did. I had no more of those "so, your friends are more important than me?" conversations, and I was just happy. But now that I've met someone who's older, and funnier, I have to admit that I'm missing being in a relationship.
I talked to the love of my life today. Kristen and I finally ended the telephone tag, and figured out that we're both in for this upcoming concert. It should be a lot of fun, because I'll be with all my friends, and we'll just have a really amazing time. I'm hoping Balis and Kate will be able to make it. I hardly get to see them, but they're still my best friends, and nothing's going to tear us apart.
In terms of style, I'm constantly changing. One day, I'll look preppy, another day, I'll look like some emo kid. I think my style is more individual than it's ever been, and that makes me happy.
Nothing's really changed other than my dad's health, which took a turn for the worse. It really hurts to see my father so frail, because when I was little, he would act like superman, and we'd have so much fun. But now he can hardly walk, and he's upset. He's on a walker, and it's painful for everyone. He's in desperate need of a kidney transplant, and I want to give him one of my kidneys. I want to do anything I can to help my father live so he can see me graduate, get married, and maybe so he can even meet his future grandkids. I don't want him to die soon, and that's why this is so scary. Every doctor he's been to has said the same thing. "He's a very sick man, and we're not sure how long we can keep him going." Even if my dad loses everything, and can't walk, I'd still want him to stay alive for me. I hate how people are like, "I know what you're going through." because they really don't. It's the most heartbreaking experience I've ever been through, and I keep praying that I'm able to stay strong.
I guess that's about all I have to say right now. I'm planning on going out to Reno for a few days to visit my cousin's grave and possibly get some closure. I don't know how this will go, but I'm hoping I can come to terms with what's happened.
I'm sick of being single. At first, it was a lot of fun because I was free of the immature idiot, and I felt more like myself. I didn't have to worry about hanging out with friends, because no one was going to get pissed if I did. I had no more of those "so, your friends are more important than me?" conversations, and I was just happy. But now that I've met someone who's older, and funnier, I have to admit that I'm missing being in a relationship.
I talked to the love of my life today. Kristen and I finally ended the telephone tag, and figured out that we're both in for this upcoming concert. It should be a lot of fun, because I'll be with all my friends, and we'll just have a really amazing time. I'm hoping Balis and Kate will be able to make it. I hardly get to see them, but they're still my best friends, and nothing's going to tear us apart.
In terms of style, I'm constantly changing. One day, I'll look preppy, another day, I'll look like some emo kid. I think my style is more individual than it's ever been, and that makes me happy.
Nothing's really changed other than my dad's health, which took a turn for the worse. It really hurts to see my father so frail, because when I was little, he would act like superman, and we'd have so much fun. But now he can hardly walk, and he's upset. He's on a walker, and it's painful for everyone. He's in desperate need of a kidney transplant, and I want to give him one of my kidneys. I want to do anything I can to help my father live so he can see me graduate, get married, and maybe so he can even meet his future grandkids. I don't want him to die soon, and that's why this is so scary. Every doctor he's been to has said the same thing. "He's a very sick man, and we're not sure how long we can keep him going." Even if my dad loses everything, and can't walk, I'd still want him to stay alive for me. I hate how people are like, "I know what you're going through." because they really don't. It's the most heartbreaking experience I've ever been through, and I keep praying that I'm able to stay strong.
I guess that's about all I have to say right now. I'm planning on going out to Reno for a few days to visit my cousin's grave and possibly get some closure. I don't know how this will go, but I'm hoping I can come to terms with what's happened.