Dec 15, 2004 04:26
so i'm not good at trying to communicate my feelings. so then it obvious i'm not good at journalizing my feelings... i always feel like since live journal is for people to read then it isn't really a journal and is for A. starting drama, B. trying to portray yourself as cool, or C. crying and trying to make people feel sorry for you... i know its also a good way to talk to your friends from far away and update a group of people how you feel all at once(and that is a good thing). i also know you can make a completely private post but thats gay... why don't you just but an awesome book from B.A.M. or somthing... you can carry it around and look like an intellectual and really cool and indie... you can write about things like how sweet it is (to be loved by you) that your parents bought you an awesome apple G5 or an powerbook. or about how you hate BUSH so much or how that really cool girl with a talking heads shirt on in your anthropology class is extremely cute.
nether the less i like it...
today was pretty rad. i woke up and went to go work out with ryan. working out was fun but i'm really sore (and SWOLL NIGGA). i think i'm going to go with him tomorrow too. went to work. came home hung out with dre and then went to stake n shake w/ burtis and dre.. ran in to jr myer and david and ate a crap load of food.. i love to eat.. its going to blow balls when my metabolism slows down... now i'm here at 4 in the morning making my eyes burn...
i'm stoked to hang out with my best friends this weekend... i have a best friend date with bean... i think the cheat's coming to... if not thats cool... i think it would be rad if it was just the bean an i (me and the bean sounds way cooler)... i want my car to be fixed so i can have a date date... try to be the perfect gentlemen, open doors for a lady..., make her feel wanted and special... treat her how my mom told me to treat a women... make her feel like she is the most beautiful girl in the world..., shave for her (unless she likes the not shaved look), smell nice, maybe where a button up shirt, buy her dinner, get her a delicious bass, go hang out with our friends (maybe not even be together for a while then take her home, walk her to the door (cause i don't want anything happen to her form the car to the door), and feel really nervous give her a hug good night or maybe even get a kiss on the cheek. then go home floating on a cloud for the whole ride home.
&hearts
jihad
aaron
i think i've come to a decision (i'll keep this private no need for internet drama)