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i found an old link i havent looked at in so long. and its still just as entertaining..
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/hestekor.html
god i havent actually written in here in so long. it should be interesting since no one that is on my friends list for lj really knows any of these people. and those that they do. dont know us anymore.. who we are.. what we do.. where we are in our lives. so to those of you who are back home that might even be taking the time to glance this over.. know that i probably miss you more than you know.
so saturday was nathaniels birthday.. certain things didnt go very well and there was a lot of hostile feelings floating around.. but other than that it was pretty fun.
last night i stayed at his house till like 12 we were on the couch because his parents were in town for the night and were in his room. something smelled like broccoli i swear. we talked for a while and he we took a quick nap then i left and went back to my apartment. as soon as i got there it seemed kind of awkward. it was preston (nathaniels brother) brian and irene. oh yeah brian is irenes new boyfriend.. who also happens to be nathaniels best friend.. well not as of right now apparently because everyones all butthurt about drama nonsense. anyways when i got there it seemed really weird. irenes been being really bitchy with me for the past few days. i mean i understand her concern about money, and with me in between jobs right now i understand its a little stressful but we have brian now so next months rent wont be a problem and it seems that she constantly chooses to not take into account how much fucking money she owes me. ya know. i love her to death.. which doesnt negate the fact that im upset with her right now but.. i will never ever lend money to anyone ever again. if i had to do it again i never would have given her anything. weve been her now 6 months and she hasnt even paid near a thousand of the 6. its like things with her and i are so on and off shes so hot and cold. it seemed like things were finally going good again..
ive never in my whole life felt more independent yet like a child at the same time. like i feel like im in need of guidance like im alone in the world. theres no one i can have these serious conversations with anymore.. i mean nathaniel and i have them from time to time but i sometimes feel like im just burdening him with whimsical babel.
i miss my mom.
...im still waiting to wake up.
out.
im at the art institute and theres like a fucking drum off outside. what in the balls. all the black people are running to the window and theyre all like awwwhh hell yeah drumline.. fucking gross.
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/hestekor.html
god i havent actually written in here in so long. it should be interesting since no one that is on my friends list for lj really knows any of these people. and those that they do. dont know us anymore.. who we are.. what we do.. where we are in our lives. so to those of you who are back home that might even be taking the time to glance this over.. know that i probably miss you more than you know.
so saturday was nathaniels birthday.. certain things didnt go very well and there was a lot of hostile feelings floating around.. but other than that it was pretty fun.
last night i stayed at his house till like 12 we were on the couch because his parents were in town for the night and were in his room. something smelled like broccoli i swear. we talked for a while and he we took a quick nap then i left and went back to my apartment. as soon as i got there it seemed kind of awkward. it was preston (nathaniels brother) brian and irene. oh yeah brian is irenes new boyfriend.. who also happens to be nathaniels best friend.. well not as of right now apparently because everyones all butthurt about drama nonsense. anyways when i got there it seemed really weird. irenes been being really bitchy with me for the past few days. i mean i understand her concern about money, and with me in between jobs right now i understand its a little stressful but we have brian now so next months rent wont be a problem and it seems that she constantly chooses to not take into account how much fucking money she owes me. ya know. i love her to death.. which doesnt negate the fact that im upset with her right now but.. i will never ever lend money to anyone ever again. if i had to do it again i never would have given her anything. weve been her now 6 months and she hasnt even paid near a thousand of the 6. its like things with her and i are so on and off shes so hot and cold. it seemed like things were finally going good again..
ive never in my whole life felt more independent yet like a child at the same time. like i feel like im in need of guidance like im alone in the world. theres no one i can have these serious conversations with anymore.. i mean nathaniel and i have them from time to time but i sometimes feel like im just burdening him with whimsical babel.
i miss my mom.
...im still waiting to wake up.
out.
im at the art institute and theres like a fucking drum off outside. what in the balls. all the black people are running to the window and theyre all like awwwhh hell yeah drumline.. fucking gross.