Hey, Tear Catcher
Trying to write this and my music essay (yes, music- we have to write about how it affects us, which is actually pretty easy and kind of fun) at the same time is probably a bad idea but I'm really busy and this will be the last time I can update before Monday. Tomorrow, right after school, I leave for the workshop! I am so excited!! I haven't packed yet, though. Oops.
Today was actually a nice day! It was all sunny and pretty and I wasn't stoned so I was happy. And I remembered to do something important! I've got pictures!! Lookie:
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090013.jpg Donald's Spiderman shirt that I want!
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090010.jpg Freddy and Donald- I swear, they could be brothers
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090005.jpg Donald looking up at Freddy!
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090011.jpg Freddy... you can see how skinny he is from his arms. My tiny boy!
Lunch time was actually okay for once... me and Donald are on speaking terms again. We're not the same as we were, because of course we used to be all flirty-flirty hug-hug (ignore me, I'm tired) but we were having fun adding "ish" on to the end of every word- please don't ask, haha. I think Freddy was feeling a bit neglected... but for some reason I was feeling really nervous around him. He called three or four times last night. I was upstairs staring at my wall and giggling. He called again today but I was out. And I don't want to call him back right now. I was talking to Stephen earlier (I love our hour long phone convos about nothing!) and he says he thinks Freddy isn't moving because of Donald... they were play fighting at lunch and, says Stephen, they had a whole "she's mine" look about them- so he basically thinks they were fighting over me. I think it's stupid. But, hey, he is a guy, maybe he knows these things. My thing is- Donald had his chance. Honestly, I have so close to no feelings for him that it doesn't even matter. For some reason I'm still a bit physically attracted to him. But, hell, I'm physically attracted to Orlando Bloom and there's no chance of a relationship with him! Hold on, phone's ringing again... yeah... him... I'm busy. Danny's lecturing me. He says I suck. But, even though it's stupid... I don't know. I'm BUSY.
Freddy was being really protective today... it was nice. Anthony, Cortney's really annoying boyfriend that I hate and obviously doesn't like me much either, called me ugly and he hit him. And last night one of his brothers called me short and he hit him, too! Even though I don't mind if people call me short, haha. (And his other brother also hit that brother... which I don't get 'cause I don't know him, ha.) And Stephen also claims that when I was hugging him this morning, Freddy looked jealous. Keep in mind, Stephen is an idiot. A wonderful idiot who I love to pieces, but he's really quite dumb.
I'm going to go watch House with my dad. And then pack, I guess. And then... um... oh yeah, daydream about Freddy and wish I wasn't being weird! I'll make up for it tomorrow. He might come swimming with Toni and Stephen and me later in the week, but I might not see him for ages. So... I hope he doesn't mind that I'm planning on clinging to him like crazy. And probably skipping my last period tech class. Okay, now I'm tearing up because I miss him! And I just saw him six hours ago! Go ahead, guys, call me crazy. I'm pathetically love (lust, whatever) struck and I know it.
Today was actually a nice day! It was all sunny and pretty and I wasn't stoned so I was happy. And I remembered to do something important! I've got pictures!! Lookie:
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090013.jpg Donald's Spiderman shirt that I want!
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090010.jpg Freddy and Donald- I swear, they could be brothers
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090005.jpg Donald looking up at Freddy!
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/ixdontxevenxlikexsnails/P3090011.jpg Freddy... you can see how skinny he is from his arms. My tiny boy!
Lunch time was actually okay for once... me and Donald are on speaking terms again. We're not the same as we were, because of course we used to be all flirty-flirty hug-hug (ignore me, I'm tired) but we were having fun adding "ish" on to the end of every word- please don't ask, haha. I think Freddy was feeling a bit neglected... but for some reason I was feeling really nervous around him. He called three or four times last night. I was upstairs staring at my wall and giggling. He called again today but I was out. And I don't want to call him back right now. I was talking to Stephen earlier (I love our hour long phone convos about nothing!) and he says he thinks Freddy isn't moving because of Donald... they were play fighting at lunch and, says Stephen, they had a whole "she's mine" look about them- so he basically thinks they were fighting over me. I think it's stupid. But, hey, he is a guy, maybe he knows these things. My thing is- Donald had his chance. Honestly, I have so close to no feelings for him that it doesn't even matter. For some reason I'm still a bit physically attracted to him. But, hell, I'm physically attracted to Orlando Bloom and there's no chance of a relationship with him! Hold on, phone's ringing again... yeah... him... I'm busy. Danny's lecturing me. He says I suck. But, even though it's stupid... I don't know. I'm BUSY.
Freddy was being really protective today... it was nice. Anthony, Cortney's really annoying boyfriend that I hate and obviously doesn't like me much either, called me ugly and he hit him. And last night one of his brothers called me short and he hit him, too! Even though I don't mind if people call me short, haha. (And his other brother also hit that brother... which I don't get 'cause I don't know him, ha.) And Stephen also claims that when I was hugging him this morning, Freddy looked jealous. Keep in mind, Stephen is an idiot. A wonderful idiot who I love to pieces, but he's really quite dumb.
I'm going to go watch House with my dad. And then pack, I guess. And then... um... oh yeah, daydream about Freddy and wish I wasn't being weird! I'll make up for it tomorrow. He might come swimming with Toni and Stephen and me later in the week, but I might not see him for ages. So... I hope he doesn't mind that I'm planning on clinging to him like crazy. And probably skipping my last period tech class. Okay, now I'm tearing up because I miss him! And I just saw him six hours ago! Go ahead, guys, call me crazy. I'm pathetically love (lust, whatever) struck and I know it.