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Hrmp. This weekend has been busy.
Spent most of it with Chris.
Didn't get much done.
Dyed my hair, it's now blue and black. But the blue has already faded out to a green.
Hung out with Hilary and Becky today. Just girl talk, hanging out and such. Went to the beach around dark, watched the sun go down, and the storm come in. The lighting was awesome against the water. Took some pictures and sat there, but left before we got soaked.
I need to venture out to the libaray soon, maybe Monday afternoon and pick up some books. I want to look up some pictures and what not.
I got to dye Chris' hair too, dark, deep, but brite red. Should have that done in the early afternoon if I'm up in time.
I haven't been sleeping well lately. Maybe because I haven't gotten use to sleeping next to someone, or it's because I don't want to wake up alone. It's weird. Can't explain it.
Becky's getting a new car. It's nice. 1990 Acura Integra, White, Black inside. It's a great fucking car. I want it.
Speaking of cars, today my breaks locked up and I slide sideways because it was extremely wet outside when I went to stop at a red light. What pissed me off was that there was a cop going on the other direction and he didn't even care to stop to see if a blue car that went sideways and finally came to a stop and pulled off to the side of the road was okay. Damn fucking cops, none of them are worth anything.
I hate watching tv, looking in magazines and so forth and seeing girls with perfect skin, flawless I guess you call it. There make up perfectly done, and it annoys me. No one look's that good in real life. I wish tv show'd people in there real nature. Fuck reality shows, those are worthless. I am sick of tv anymore. It's a waste of time, and space. Even the news is a pain to watch anymore.
I don't know why I write in online journals anymore. I use this one and one on greatest journal, and one that no one can read, that houses my most private thoughts. It's not like hardly anyone reads these anymore.
I know for a fact that a few people read mine on GJ, but that's just because it's meant for the to see only, and it's usually something that I need to tell them or something I need to ask them. Nothing.
*sigh*
Spent most of it with Chris.
Didn't get much done.
Dyed my hair, it's now blue and black. But the blue has already faded out to a green.
Hung out with Hilary and Becky today. Just girl talk, hanging out and such. Went to the beach around dark, watched the sun go down, and the storm come in. The lighting was awesome against the water. Took some pictures and sat there, but left before we got soaked.
I need to venture out to the libaray soon, maybe Monday afternoon and pick up some books. I want to look up some pictures and what not.
I got to dye Chris' hair too, dark, deep, but brite red. Should have that done in the early afternoon if I'm up in time.
I haven't been sleeping well lately. Maybe because I haven't gotten use to sleeping next to someone, or it's because I don't want to wake up alone. It's weird. Can't explain it.
Becky's getting a new car. It's nice. 1990 Acura Integra, White, Black inside. It's a great fucking car. I want it.
Speaking of cars, today my breaks locked up and I slide sideways because it was extremely wet outside when I went to stop at a red light. What pissed me off was that there was a cop going on the other direction and he didn't even care to stop to see if a blue car that went sideways and finally came to a stop and pulled off to the side of the road was okay. Damn fucking cops, none of them are worth anything.
I hate watching tv, looking in magazines and so forth and seeing girls with perfect skin, flawless I guess you call it. There make up perfectly done, and it annoys me. No one look's that good in real life. I wish tv show'd people in there real nature. Fuck reality shows, those are worthless. I am sick of tv anymore. It's a waste of time, and space. Even the news is a pain to watch anymore.
I don't know why I write in online journals anymore. I use this one and one on greatest journal, and one that no one can read, that houses my most private thoughts. It's not like hardly anyone reads these anymore.
I know for a fact that a few people read mine on GJ, but that's just because it's meant for the to see only, and it's usually something that I need to tell them or something I need to ask them. Nothing.
*sigh*