| Hm hm hm... |
[08 Nov 2005|10:33am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 bored |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
None, the library sucks |
] |
"And all in all I know it's you that always pulls me through.."
So yeah, I'm in the library right now, waiting to go to lunch to se Sarah. I haven't gotten to really talk to her in a while, due to cell phone problems -- It's a real douche.
I'm making so much noise right now, from typing. >.< I hate being obnoxious in here, haha. Surprising, I know. Sarah can't come in though, 'cause she owes some books. I'm going to have to remind her for next time, 'cause I hate being in here alone.
Things with Dylan are good. I had a dream about him last night, so I'm going to have to go home and see what it meant. It's a good'n though, I'm sure he'd like to have seen it too.
Sammi seems really down lately, and I feel bad. I know it's because of guys, and I feel bad knowing that I'm perfectly happy in that area, and knowing she isn't. She gets too attached, way too easily. I have no room to talk though, look at how stupid-happy he makes me, heh.
I was reading Xangas, and then tried to go to some MySpace pages, maybe get some more bands on my friends list, but they have it blocked. Dammit.
There really isn't anything to talk about, and I still havel ike, twenty minutes 'til lunch starts. I packed today ^.^ I'm such a loser. But I don't have any money, so that was my last resort. It's all good.
I missed Kota's call last night, and didn't get the message 'til really late. It was funny to listen to. But, I knew Sarah was going to be calling him, so I didn't bother calling him back. It's cool though, I saw him this morning and whatnot. I burnt Frail Words Collapse for him, heh. And he's borrowing Old School, even though it's Brian's.
Speaking of which, I need to get all my shit back from him. Sarah and I are gonna learn to play guitar together, and DoucheBag has my amp. Hah, 'cause we're so trendy. I'd rather have a bass or drums. And if I could actually sing, that'd be awesome. I dunno, I guess I'll talk my mom into driving me up to Brian's, and getting everything back. It would really help, 'cause I'd have more clothes, too. He has a bunch of my band shirts that I really would like to have back.
Dammit, Dylan needs to have more money towards his phone -- I oculd be talking to him right now. Heh. Well, no... He'd get caught again. What a loser.
Things are really starting to look up.. I haven't been as down lately, and everything with Dylan is fine. I got to see him and everything, which really helped me out. If I could drive, things would be easier, I suppose.
My mom leaves for vacation Thursday night, and I was thinking that Dylan and his brothers should just come to my house for the day, since my mom'll be home, but he said she probably wouldn't let him. Poo on that. But yeah, I'm sure my mom would take me over there for a bit, but his mom wouldn't like that either, seeing as how she wouldn't be there. Oh well, I suppose. We'll have to find time.
I'm pretty much going to be living at my grandma's house for the next week, 'cause I have to take care of everything while she's gone. It'll be cool though. I have to stay up there for a while, 'cause the parrots will go insane if they don't have something making noise. So yeah, I'ma go up there, do work, and whatnot, watch some TV. I'm gonna start tanning too -- It'll help my skin.
I'm kinda psyched about this story I started yesterday for Creative Writing. It'll probably end up terrible, but I like the thought process I have going towards it. We had to base it on a picture in the commons. So yeah, while we were down there during 4th period yesterday, I saw Colton and Dakota. It was alright, I didn't get to talk to them though.
So, this is really long, but I had nothing else to do.. I think I'm gonna go, and try to concentrate on the fact that I get to eat soon. Why am I not over 300 pounds? Hah.. Later
ºDylan, I love you hun.. You always know how to make me smile, you homo! Haha
|
|
sick
accomplished
relieved
drained
tired
happy
crappy
worried
stressed
annoyed
bouncy
giddy
loved